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Paragraph / Short Composition on : A rainy day and A winter morning



Torrential rains every now and then with invigoration coolness and rhythmic sounds, damp streets, fields, and houses, lively leaves and buds of trees and plants—these are some of the enchanting characteristics of a rainy day. To save the flora and fauna of nature from the scorching heat of summer, rains come down on earth with a refreshing touch. Nature, so .long suffocated by heat and vapidity, gets rejuvenated. These, however, are the aesthetic aspects of the feeling one has in such a day. A rainy day, on the other hand, is no less a nuisance, if considered from a social and economic point of view. People, for example, do not feel much excited and secured when, due to incessant rain and consequent inundation of localities, they not only cannot go out to work but also have to lose corns, cattle and opportunities of work. Such a day, consequently, creates a mixed reaction in people's minds, but it is beyond doubt, the aftermath of the rains is no flood nor waterlogging and it does not cause any financial tension, then the day becomes a unique time of enjoyment indeed,
 A winter morning



The morning shows the day—perhaps this saying is most appropriate in connection with a winter morning which, almost invariably, is enwrapped in and deterring sunshine so as to make one feel as though the earth were covered with a mysterious canopy of half-visible darkness. The morning, thought of figuratively, can be described as the womb or the short-lived cool day that will follow. A walk in such a morning gives an uncanny feeling of exotic pleasure—pleasure felt from outside the body. Eyesight fails any distance. The sun, as a result, if seen at all, is seen to be very effortfully peeping through the heavenly curtain of smog. People and children, particularly those living in the villages, rush around in search of a "slice" of sunshine, which they consider sweeter than honey. Some lazy fellows, however, ruminate the remnants of their last-night's dreams enwrapping themselves obstinately in blankets. As far as I am concerned, a winter morning is unnecessarily too long.  

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