Rain

A scream that emanated from under the rubble, resonated across the valley. Aman stood mouth agape and witnessed his childhood pulverized before his eyes. Little Aliya stood by him still unsure what was going on with her house. Baba ran at once to save Maa.

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"You just stay here I'll be back. Dont go anywhere I'll be back in no time; pakka."

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He ran and located the rubble heap from where the cry was still emanating.

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From under the rubble a bruised hand stretched out. Blood oozed out from her wrists and gushed down under her sleeves; before it could reach her elbow, another explosion silenced her screams.

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. "Aman, maa and baba aren't coming; its late now."

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. "They won't Aliya."

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They walked against the unending dark horizon. .

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The next time they heard an explosion, it was of a thunder and it soothed them.

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Maa used to say "Dead people become clouds and then they rain down to stay around forever."

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