These days I'm lying to my parents that everyday I'm attending college classes, while it is summer holidays(such that I can do my own stuff). It's been a productive week from the day I got holidays.
As a normal day I have done some competitive programming(CP) , read a couple of articles , took a nap , talked to my friends(Sampath , Babloo) till its 4pm, then dark clouds move fast in sky indicating it is about to rain.
My father called me to cover the paddy with tarpaulin, which we had harvested last week. As usual I acted as if I was listening to class , thought to stay back( if I would have responded to my father a little late he might have gone alone coz he is in a hurry).
Every time me and my dad(well if my mom is with dad too this happens) work together there will always a clash between us (I think we both are some short tempered, I think that trait is inherited from my grandfather). I think I grasp a little late to my father( I don't know why). Well I think those little quarrel are the relation between us(I enjoy them a lot).
Now we reach there and as usual a sweet little quarrel, then starts the strong winds. I love it, the tarpaulin flews, me and my dad are in a hurry. I go to collect weights(to put on tarpaulin so that it stay hold of the paddy). Now wind + rain(wooo yeah this is what I want). We put all the weights and the rains becomes even stronger. we sat under a Hume pipe to save ourselves from rain.
Then these random thoughts come to my mind to write this.