Rain just stopped. Opening my window, I felt soft
breeze kissing my cheek. It left that kind of smell, the one called petrichor;
that’s what I heard from Zia when we were having lunch together. I had been
longing for rainy days and I was really happy for the rain coming down today.
The weather had never been this cool. I always liked this kind of weather. Ah! I should have gone out while it was
raining, running through the rain happily without...
