Reminiscing the good days

Inside the dingy room of an old single-storeyed house, Shakuntala managed to combat the bone-chilling cold with a meagre fire.

It was raining heavily. The dazzling lightning heralded the deafening thunder. The torrential rain brought hailstones the size of big pebbles. The fierce storm, capable of devastating a frail abode, added to the inclemency of the weather.