Sinking Hearts And Houses

I wake up at the crack of dawn, after a straight 9 hours of sleep, and stumble my way to the living room first. I removed the crisp gold drapes of the window curtain, and to my chagrin, greeted a yet another cloudy day. I had my fingers crossed for the dawn to break with a cloudless sky, but it was dejectedly all sombre. After washing off my night cream, I rushed to the sun-room and restlessly logged online. And bingo!! He was online as I expected.
The melancholy that took over me after the horrendous exam had not abated even after oversleeping. I had also cut on the prodigious portions of meal in my newly-found depression, that I had been feeding on lately. And to mount my dismay, the weather has been typically monsoon for a while now. Rains have never bothered me (except for the waterlogged streets) but this time their contribution to the floods in the north, has associated terror with them. And this perfectly matched with my mood for the day, i.e glum. When you have innumerable issues to worry about, you simply lack the spirit to make a good conversation with someone. And that is why I chose to be silent with him on e-chats. Otherwise his attempts to brighten my sulkiness would have been a fail. And I did not want to disappoint him any further, as I already have, presumably. The power breakdown was perfectly timed for once, so that he would have seen me gone before he started to talk. Later, I availed myself a perfect spot by the window where I could enjoy the showering rain on my arm with Jane Eyre in my hands. I connected with every word in the text and felt the depth of it, since Jane was in a situation similar to mine. With the background music sponsored by FM 89, time flew by with gratitude.
Now, my stomach growls louder than the thundering clouds. Nevertheless, I won't stop writing because of two reasons: a) Writing gives me an undeniable amount of pleasure as reading does, b) I will probably take 6 hours before I end up with something healthy on my platter. Lets see how long does this series of ceaseless rains go, whether it ends before my pensive days- Ciao♥