It was Friday afternoon ,I was alone with my cat poochi , as my mother and father has some business down town
,And my sister ,who is older then me went to stay at her friends house.
cold wind was rushing inside through my bedroom window.
I went to see the weather,soon after ,it started raining so I shut it and sat on the window sill .
The scenery of green trees getting bathe by force of nature and the pitter patter sound of rain was sounding quite melodious .
I made myself cup of coffee the way father makes for us ,frothy and sweet .
Took out a book from my sister's collections ,though I don't really like reading it was the weather, my loneliness or smell of coffee that was the reason of my unusual behaviour.
It was an hour later or two that I realized that poochi is nowhere to be seen ....