100-Word Memoir

A monsoon in my eyes, a tempest in my heart

Photo of raindrops falling on water while a small paper boat bobs up and down.
Photo by MItodru Ghosh on Unsplash

It was raining hard that warm autumn afternoon. The ambient heat was nowhere as oppressive as in summer in the plains, relieved only by cloudbursts. Nor was the sky dark, gloomy, gravid with stormy monsoon showers. I stepped out onto the street sans umbrella; rain pouring from a hazy, sunlit…