It’s late, I am sitting in my chair with my laptop in my lap, a drizzle of rain is falling outside and I can hear constant plunk plunk plunk sounds of the rain hitting the floor, a cool breeze is running through my room. A table fan is running pointing away from myself because otherwise it feels too cold.
I sit while I think about the world around me. That’s what I do when I am bored, I marvel about the world, it’s enormity and beauty.
Originally published on Shrirang Kahale's blog ↗
