Last year there were heavy rains in the third week of July. It rained almost every day. But to my great surprise, the rain would stop at 6.30 A.M. I had to go to school. On the night of 21st July it rained the whole night. But the day dawned brightly with shinning sun.
With a few books I reached the school. Heavy downpour started again. I was glad to see that there were only a few boys. The Principal declared holiday. We left the school in high spirits. I. with my few class-fellows reached the Jehangir Garden. We left our books in the school. We dragged one another on the soft grass. Our clothes were badly spoiled. After an hour or so we left the garden.
Now we were on the road. We enjoyed the sights on the way. It was still raining. AU round there was water and water. The roads were impassable. The innocent children were playing in knee-deep water in the streets. The paper boats on the running water presented a lovely scene. The drains had become small streams. In our happy mood we decided to spend the day in the open.
We paraded the streets of the city to enjoy the natural sights. The sight of the green and fresh leaves of the trees filled our hearts with joy. The frogs, croaking loudly, attracted our attention. Everything seemed to bless the black clouds. We walked through the muddy rain water with the shoes in our hands.
In the end we reached the chawk. There we stayed for some time. The muddy and slippery roads became an envious scene. We laughed at the people who were slipping on the roads. The cars and buses passed quickly throwing rain water and mud on the people.
In the afternoon we felt hungry. We bought some fruits to satisfy our hunger. While enjoying them we did a lot of mischief. We spent some time throwing water on one another. We teased Jawaid again and again. When he felt annoyed, we gave up the mischief, and started towards home.