A Rainy Day!

It was raining heavily. All the clouds were pouring drums of water on the moistened grassy - tops. The garden looked after by me was speaking to the raindrops as if telling them to stop. The heavy and bold pearls of water were ruining the delicate newborn leaves. 

Suddenly, it seemed as if the rain started fading and a golden- drawn line of the sun rising again after raining for two and a half hours was a symbol of again polishing the shine. 

This world of all things necessary whether the heavy rains or the grass - tops exclaiming in an interrogative manner was totally and astonishingly pictured on looking out of my window. This sudden change in the continuous rain was an art of nature, indeed!