Summer has not yet unleashed its presence fully; still the weather is sultry and stuffy. Sometimes the northwester unveils its scurry and the sky appears to be sombre with the foreboding of disasters. However we can not prevent it and we have to rely on the nature for disproving our agitation. Nevertheless, for a person who is protected well in his shelter, the storm turns into weal tempest; whereas the stray people become pensive.
When clammy sweats are tenacious, sleet blissfully epitomizes. Heart feels contented and the city showers perfunctory simplicity.
Prevailing folds to unfold......... 