“The rhythm of the weekend, with its birth, its planned gaieties, and its announced end, followed the rhythm of life and was a substitute for it.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald
“For after all, the best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Rain and Its After Effects: #Writebravely #writetribefestivalofwordSjune2018 It poured all of last night. The rains finally lashed Gurgaon with unfettered fury, giving the parched residents of our millennial city a much-needed respite from the sweltering summers. I was awake beyond midnight, listening to the rhythmic pitter patter of the rains, which would suddenly rise up in crescendo. The winds continued to holler along side, tapping furiously, and at times gently on our glass doors and window panes. I woke up…