A Visitor

The heavy downpour from last night had finally receded. There were many leaves and twigs lying on the pavement. Drops of rainwater were still dripping under trees, and puddles can be seen everywhere along the street. Visibility on that muggy morning was shrouded by thick mist. The eerie street was waking up from last night’s shady businesses. Old men were setting up their food stalls along the street, and the morning rush hour had begun. It would only be minutes before the roads become gridlocked. Continue reading