The Dance of Rain
Mira: "Yash, why are you standing in the rain? Amma will scold you!"
Yash: "I’m not just standing, I’m watching the puddles dance."
Mira: "They’re not dancing, they’re just… splashing."
Yash: "Look properly! When the scooter lights pass, the puddle turns all shiny."
Mira: "Hmm. It’s like someone sprinkled stars on the road."
Amma: "Careful, both of you. Don’t slip near the gate."
Yash: "Amma, see this puddle near the lamp post!"
Mira: "Whoa. It’s yellow and silver at the same time."
Yash: "And Appa’s new raincoat looks like a wet mango."
Mira: "His buttons look like tiny suns."
Amma: "Everything looks different after the first rain, no?"
Yash: "Even your bangles, Amma. They’re shining so much."
Mira: "When you moved your hand, they… they glistened."
Yash: "Yeah! The water drops on them glistened like little lights."
Amma: "My rainy-day helpers noticed all the glistening things today."
Mira: "Puddles, raincoats, bangles… the whole street glistened after the rain."