Hayat was walking from the washroom back to her class. It was lunchbreak so there was a load of noise, but that didn't seem to bother Hayat. She walked slow, one step at a time , staring at the balcony which was there due to the quadrangle in her school. Rain drops were falling, drip drip drip. Hayat started humming a song in her head, she often did that when she felt 'This would be perfect with music'. She was in her own world , and for a second there, she actually felt good. It was all sad and gloomy but Hayat loved the presence of the rain. It was like a companion. A small smile hit her face, and she felt a...