The sodden clouds hung heavy above the cramped neighbourhood, and the rain fell in slanting sheets, unrelenting. The world seemed to be shot in monochrome and the chilly air that penetrated the chinks of the window made me shiver. Unable to concentrate, I stopped doing my distance-learning assignment on my laptop, got up from my desk and took my blanket from my bed. I wrapped it all around me and returned to my desk, which had been placed against the window. Leaning forward, I peeped through the glass and saw the silvery strands of falling rain in the dim afternoon sunlight. How sad and gloomy the scene was. It gave me a strange feeling that Heaven was crying. At this thought a childhood memory crept up on me. “Tai, look at that girl out there,” said Mama, pointing through the window at a bob-haired little girl who was busy sweeping the porch of our new neighbou...
