A Rainy Day It is rainy morning. Incessant rain since early morning with intermittent thunder confines him completely inside the home. Shaz comes out from his room, sits on the chair in porch in front of his room. Rain had partially stopped though drizzle with cool breeze was still going on. He glances at flowerpots which he had arranged few days back in front of corridor. Shaz gives soft smile on the movement of the leaves and the flowers as if they are dancing, enjoying with every blow of cool wind in dim light in a pleasant and cool atmosphere. This bit of beauty of nature was more than enough to inspire him writing a poem. His poetic instinct was for...