Unaccounted delight

It was a cool happy morning bathed in October sun… every ray nourishing the sap green of the atmosphere the very first gerberas in bright pink were swaying in the mild zephyr that breezed now and then…

she was pleased with what she made and what they did last evening… when it poured and he offered to drop her home… the discussions remained incomplete as the electricity decided to shun off as they went on discussing the nitty critty of what she made and she stopped abruptly… a whiff of despair… of an incomplete conversation… she showed her displeased face… as the rain god played with the emotion of both the sky (with lightning) and earth (with rain) …. Why cant they all stop at once or the electricity stop playing game… but then… because of rain he offered to drop… and amused her in many ways…

a disconnect came in between as she was brought back from admiring the doped morning to resume the incomplete discussion of last night… as they discussed he pointed every shortcoming of what she made and she defended in vain… his face kept turning sterner with every negative comment he made… her face turned more pale with every vain defense she attempted… they settled for something they both agreed and she returned to work again…
This evening too it rained badly but he didn’t offer to drop…

as he drove swiftly in the pouring rain... she understands it well... sure there aren’t any unaccounted delights..