Night Rain.

Today, mother decided to take the old road instead of the highway to the airport. Rainfall was heavy as we drove through the old city of Senai. It was not night, yet it was not day. It was gray, everything was gray. It was raining, cold and gray.

We passed by old shops, mostly abandoned, some falling apart, a few burnt, it was like a dead city, except that it was alive. People were everywhere, the road is never empty. In the alleys there's always stalls with people having dinner, and bright lights everywhere.

Hidden behind the old shops were a big building, also falling apart, with only part of the roof still attached to it. It looked like a theatre but I couldn't guess. It might be a market, or even a mansion. Whatever it is, it kept me wondering what might be there. On its entrance, a date was written : 1937. I was wondering what this mighty building could have been 70 years ago. Why was it abandoned, and how did it look like during its glory days?

The rain got heavier. We went to Mc Donalds while waiting for dad to arrive. A man came claiming that he is from a society that takes care of disabled children. He asked for donation to buy proper milk for the children's growth. I wonder how much he made and whether he's lying or not. I hate syndicates. They bring misfortune to the good when they really need help. People just stopped trusting them when donated money is used for bad.

The rain got lighter. We were sitting outside and goodness, it was beautiful! The tiny rain droplets shone like little crystals when it passes the street light. They fell slowly like snowflakes, only that they're melted snowflakes. ( well I dont really remember what it looks like when its snowing but im pretty sure it looks just like what i saw) . It was really beautiful but I couldn't capture it on camera. Some things are best to be experienced with our own eyes. I do wish that I will again...