A Wet Miser Day

The clouds of the morning abolished the blue presence of the heaven and like a dance of demon bringing a violence chilly blow of wind , they captured the clean breast of heaven. A day of dark seemed to come all of sudden . When fifteen minutes came to end a heavy rainfall befell in front of the walking people creating a dark sight . But all seemed lovely and thrilling to Eliza . From the morning a mist made from the conspiration of heavy rainfall inspired her to stand in front of their big casement. But her loving heart was not kept control on her tendency to come out from the inside of house. The peak of the hill was looking bright and enticing that created a dance in the heart of her.

'She dressed up with a black rain coat anticipating to stay inside the room which made an obstacle to share the sweet glimpses of green trees which got proper wash from the shake of heavy rainfall .

Falling her notice on here and there to know whether she was followed or not by family remember , she came outside from keeping hide herself under the wrap of rain coat which sounded interestingly when it came to touch with little , little drops of rain.


She walked down on the empty road that was kept under the heavy flow of water and under the wrap of black cloud the day light came into extinguish as, if, but heavy rainfall like white flashes of light made for her to see the way of her to go forward. Today she was aimless as all the possible destinations of here had been still closed due to the fall of rain.

But the weather made its blow of wind more horrible. It started to howl on the head of her, but it became more thrilling for her. Clasping her rain coat she stood under the shed of lunch counter. The men of the counter leaving a sweet beautiful scent in the air were busy to cook. It was interesting to her as she could learn how hard worker of the society denying all misers of the day kept engage themselves to their work.

At the mid doorway of the lunch counter with a sudden , presence of him , an old aged man leaned himself on his begging bowl. The heavy rainfall made him fully wet and helpless. The blow of water from his wet dress created a heavy shake on his body, that choked his power of seeing and his power of listening . At the corner of door way like a senseless , the old beggar sat. The bowl of his, unconsciously , fell down and it came toward Eliza. Eliza filled his bowl with coins that she stored in her plastic school bag.


Eliza couldn't bear the naked like presence of the beggar, in where he just kept close his eyes without knowing that some kind hearted filled his bowl of begging. Then she putting off her rain coat like canvas, wrapped him to lesson the shake of body. She looked at him with her fine pleasant looks of eyes. The day became more frightful but to Eliza the day brought, to her, a clean glad that she came to earn from that dark miser day.