It was almost seven ‘o’ clock in the evening. All of a sudden, it started to rain. As a spontaneous response, we searched for a shelter. But, since our land was waiting for rain for a long time, people appeared happy in getting wet and walking on the road without an umbrella.
The rain banned the further celebrations of the day. I could see that the rain fabricates heavy blankets with its slight and cool threads and attire it on women firmly, at this point they felt free to walk in the rain.
Folk stories 