As school got over, raindrops trickled down my face as I cycled home. It was raining, the bright sun had disappeared behind dark clouds. I went home changed into fresh clothes and snuggled into bed with a glass of hot chocolate with marshmallows. Out of my window I saw people covering their heads and running towards their houses. Some children were even playing in the rain. A cool breeze blew that refreshed and soothed everyone. Paper boats were sailing down the puddles. I felt like going out in the rain and getting drenched and asked my mother if she would come too. She readily agreed. Without wearing raincoats, we ran down. A peacock was dancing in the rain in the city? Is it believable?

I ran to the park which was generally filled with boys and girls playing together. As it was raining the whole park was left to the two of us. The trees were watered by the raindrops. My mother and I danced and played in the rain. Flowers bloomed and  cars were on the street. 

Soon it was raining heavily, the streets were flooded. From one of the cars came  my father. He joined us. We got tired and went home. Then my friends came with bats , balls and wickets. We started playing cricket. It was fun playing in the rain. I did not realize I had spent one hour in the rain. I went home and suddenly the sun was shining again, the rain slowly stopped.