It Rained That Day..
Mood: Into Dumbledore's Pensieve Music: Shadow Of The Day December 21, 2000. It was 9pm. A little girl was crying. But she did not understand why she was supposed to cry. Her mother was unconscious, lying next to her. That was probably why. There was a small crowd in her chawl today. Most were talking in low murmuring voices. The girl clung on to her mother. She had always been told by her that if she did not eat properly she would hand her over to the cops. And today there had been lots of them in her little house. In a high rise flat not far away, another girl was laughing merrily. Even she did not know why. She was being made to feel special today. Her mother had cried and hugged her in the evening. Her grandmother had said something about her father now resting in peace. Her aunts and uncles, neighbours, everyone from her jewelry shop had been flocking to their place since evening. Her innocence did not allow her to understand much. But she was smart to sense the happiness in...