Thrilling clouds along with thunder, A resistance, begin to wander. Preparing for the last visit, Oh! This cruel weather, too rigid. Coaxing outside, roaring inside, Praising a lot,becomes pride. Show your pity,please stop! Dear drops,give a lil hope. Glittering eyes staring at window, Soon appears the dashing rainbow. Now the stone, Now the wax, Run away sprinkling 'thanks'. #AtTheLast. part-1