Passer-by under Rain [Archives:2007/1079/Community]
By: Jameel S.A.Shamsan
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It has been raining. The street washed their faces, before I came from
my carton cottage in the corner of street. I felt some wet on sandals under
my feet, between my toes. “They and the bottom of nails will change to
back.” This thing hopped to my mind quickly when I walked.
The sky sneezed a big sneezing and little spray fell upon everything in
street. I touched my head, it began wet.
It rained dogs and cats, I didn't mention. I felt the wet of water in my
body. The drops began to fall from my hair in front of eyes and on my nose,
I didn't mention. I felt revival when I kicked water into small hole
“Protect yourself under balcony or you will catch flu.” Someone who
stood under balcony shouted.
I heard him clearly but I didn't mention.
” He looks like crazy.” He told another near him.
” No, I am not.” A barefooted passer-by in front of me replied.
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