It was a fine morning yesterday. I was busy fasting, when the cold wind began to. Soon the sky became very dark and cloudy. Before long it began to rain in heavy torrents. I had to go to school. But I did not know how to manage it. I waited for a while. I hoped that it would clear up very soon. But it was all in vain. At last I decided to wait no more. I put on my rain-coat, hid my books under it and rain and the wind, the moment I left my house. The road was muddy, and I had to move at a snail’s pace. But I had not gone far, when my foot slipped, and I fell down. What a mess I was in, when I got up leaning myself as best as I could, I moved on. The way seemed twice as long as it actually was. I was feeling dead tried. After an hour’s long and difficult journey, I entered the school compound. But my foot slipped again, and I fell down for the second time. My books were all scattered. The boys clapped their at my misfortune. I collected them all and entered my class-room.as the bell rang. I looked so funny that I wish that I had not come to school that day.
My Experience on A Rainy Day gives me sweet memories. Rains are blessings. Rains are a curse. If we could control rains and bring them on wherever we are in need or keep them off as long as we desires them, of course rains would be a blessing. But as it is, elements of nature are not under human control sometimes not to our liking. There was a day when it rained and I did not like it.