MOHAMMAD SKATI


PRETTY RAINS


The pretty drops of rain fell suddenly and hit the water on the ground, Immediately these pretty drops turned into pretty bubbles and these pretty bubbles in turn turned into pretty circles and in turn these pretty circles turned into more and more wider circles, Everybody was busy waiting the minibus to pick him or to pick her except me because I enjoyed watching the pretty falling of the pretty drops of rains wherever they had fallen................................ I did not have an umbrella, so I took a shelter under a GRAND hOTEL's entrance that afternoon, I felt the pretty musicality of the falling of rains though it lasted for a few minutes.

Submitted: Monday, November 18, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 19, 2013

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