It looked like a typical July Day with lots of clouds but no rain. However the scene changed right before the sunset. There was thunder, there was lightning and there was rain. I was at roadside cafe. All the staff took refuge under the roof except for one waiter who was from Thar Desert. He stood right in middle of the courtyard looking at the sky, soaking into rainwater.
“It’s raining in his hometown also. Soon he and all other Tharis in Karachi will be gone”, someone said.