The plight of bus travelers was of course pitiable. Buses were late and overcrowded.
It may be quite pleasant to take a brisk walk in the rain, but nobody likes standing. In the queue in wet clothes, with the cold drops from other persons’ umbrellas dripping down one’s back. The street urchins were having a great time playing. In the streets, floating boats on the sides of the roads where water was flowing fast. I wished I could join them. In the class, very few students were attentive. Almost everybody was looking at the rain every now and then. Primary class children were playing with boats in the centre court, where water had gathered making it look like a pool.
Ankle-deep water had collected near our school gate and on the main road. The municipality had been caught napping. The drainage system was choked.
All low lying areas had knee-deep water. Even cars and buses were stranded at many places. It is exhilarating to watch pouring rain and to run about in it.
But soon I was happy to return home and change into dry clothes.