I was reminiscing my good-old school days after I read Chennai-Marooned.
Chennai is my hometown and I live in the outskirts of the city. It used to be like a sauna during summer. When I was in high school, the roads were not pucca.
Rains bought us cheer. Though, I was not able to go out and wade through the waters. I used to love the pouring rain from the balcony of my house. If it poured enough, the school would declare holiday.
I miss those untroubled high-school days.
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