Betrayal of sun

 Arriving in the native country and then spinning inside a busy wedding schedule, my biggest headache was washing my floor-length dresses in this heavy rainy season. The relatives who visited Chennai were telling us about the heat in there. Meanwhile, I was thinking about my condition; I couldn't even handle the heat of Chennai at the beginning of May. And here in Cape Comorin, it's raining. Today the rain took rest for its day and night duty. And it's actually my duty to wash my clothes. I was suffering to decide whether I should wash my clothes because the sun gave me one minute of sunlight, then I went to have snacks inside the clouds. Finally, I washed my clothes and asked the sun to come out of the clouds and dry my clothes. Immediately, it came out and started to dry my dresses. My mom was telling me that the sun may have heard what I said. Within half an hour, the sun gave me bye, and it went to rest. And this betrayal caused me to dry my clothes under the ceiling fan. 



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