Monsoon Magic: The Simple Beauty Around Me | 10 % for beautycreativity

When the first drops fall, the world around me changes in the most ordinary, yet extraordinary way. The air feels cooler, carrying the fresh scent of wet earth that makes me smile without even trying.

Green leaves, once a quiet shade of green, now shine like emeralds as the rain kisses each blade. Tiny puddles appear on the sidewalk, turning them into mirrors that reflect the gray sky and the hurried clouds above.

Birds huddle under thick branches, their feathers glossy from the drizzle. Every now and then, a bold sparrow darts out, flapping its wings against the wind, as if daring the storm to chase it.

The rhythm of the rain—soft at first, then steady and loud—creates a soothing drum that I hear from my window. It taps on the roof, on the leaves, on my heart.

Even the streets get a makeover. Dust disappears, replaced by a clean, glistening surface that shines under streetlights. Children splash in the newly formed streams, their laughter mixing with the distant rumble of thunder.

In this simple monsoon, nature tells a quiet story of renewal, inviting me to pause, breathe, and enjoy the gentle chaos that surrounds me.

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