The rain from a while ago only left the evidence of puddles on the road, the sky has already forgotten about it, now busy painting his canvas in hues of dusk.
I blankly watched the scenes of the city unfold from my tiny office window.
I watched the depth of the grey sky while it was still raining, watched people hurriedly taking shelter to prevent themselves from getting drenched, watched a little girl throwing her umbrella away to dance in the rain.
I watched the rain slowly coming to an end. Watched the city lights coming to life, saw the reflection of them twinkling like stars in the big and small puddles.
I watched the bustling streets, full of people, full of delight, full of life. I watched the sun taking its final peek from behind the skyline.
I watched the day coming to an end, people rushing for buses and taxis probably to reach home by dinner time.
I watched everything I could, every tiny detail so tomorrow when I leave, I don't miss the city air.