And I felt the need to change

The quiet moments among the books, while deeply engrossed in reading, made me forget about everything else.

The rain simmered down in the quiet corners of the old alley. Across the tea stall, I saw the people and the chaos caused by the rain. Some ran, afraid of getting sick; some had smiles across their faces; and some hurried to retrieve their umbrellas from their bags. The hustle and bustle of the road quietened for a while, and all I could hear were the silent whispers of raindrops, the music of the drizzle, and the chime of the old clock hanging at the tea stall. The peace around the place was enviable, and everybody stopped to smell the roses and take a moment for themselves. The tea stall was full of chatter. The flower shops beside the stall appeared to glow with the traces of rain.