Colour Me
Smiling Anjali took out her box of colour pencils and started sketching the gloomy downpour outside the window.
It had been raining incessantly for a week now and everything had come to a standstill. Most people were complaining. But for Anjali the rains brought with them indelible memories of love and hope.
After all the day Mr. & Mrs. Anand had adopted her from the wretched orphanage, it had been raining for a week.
4 thoughts on “Colour Me”
This is such a wonderful little piece of happiness 🙂
This was quite sweet. Rains are beautiful because of the lovely memories associated with them.
That’s a sweet one. It’s memories associated with a day that make it good or bad.
So sweet. Rain is not gloomy and bothersome for everyone.