The rain sputtered slowly down on my windshield and although the sky had morphed into a milk, hazy grey color, I had no fear of the rain. I live in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. The rain is just another part of our days particularly in the afternoon. It's not a matter of if but more of a matter of when and how much.
The sputtered drops came out like a slow puffy muffler giving no sign of the fierce wall cloud that appeared within minutes, creeping in from every angle of the earth and making me feel so small. I sat my eyes moving left, right, up, down. My mind envisioning my car lifting up like Dorothy's house in The Wizard of Oz and floating us to a faraway land. But the silver Myvi sped on knowing that was all we could do to get home, knowing that was the only way we would not become a victim floating in the mini pools forming on the DUKE highway and counting on my eyes to help bring us back to our homeland.
#kualalumpur #sliceoflifechallenge #marchmadness #teachwrite
The sputtered drops came out like a slow puffy muffler giving no sign of the fierce wall cloud that appeared within minutes, creeping in from every angle of the earth and making me feel so small. I sat my eyes moving left, right, up, down. My mind envisioning my car lifting up like Dorothy's house in The Wizard of Oz and floating us to a faraway land. But the silver Myvi sped on knowing that was all we could do to get home, knowing that was the only way we would not become a victim floating in the mini pools forming on the DUKE highway and counting on my eyes to help bring us back to our homeland.#kualalumpur #sliceoflifechallenge #marchmadness #teachwrite
Wahoo! So glad you are joining in! I almost sliced about the storm too and regretted not taking any pictures. Your slice captured it well.
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