Your beautiful smile By Joy Rajan
Your beautiful smile By Joy Rajan She sat quietly holding her hot mug of tea. She watched the rain falling and drenching each person who get in the way. Some people would walk leisurely as though absent minded of the rain. Others weaved in and out of the crowds struggling to shield themselves from the downpour. Children with rain boots and raincoats enjoying themselves. They'd skip and jump merrily from one puddle to another hoping to find the largest deepest puddle for the sheer joy of it. So many people so many different reactions to rain. "It's coming down hard isn't it?" She looked up...