It was a heavy downpour. Monsoonal rains started. God's own country has its regular rainfall every year. Mostly houses are seen embraced with greenery and dew drops bathing Nature and her inmates.
Amidst the pandemic, people were seen on roads and streets with their hectic scheduled activities. Uncaring the changing seasons of life, people were seen running helter-skelter with their jobs and tasks to run their livelihood.
It was around quarter to eight at night. Colourful parasols were seen floating across the air. They looked shimmering with blinking dew drop light rays reflected through night lamps. Lamp posts were seen spreading their electric lights; head lights of the moving vehicles were seen scattering their eye-blinding splashes of light.
Suddenly everyone walking on roads felt a powerful tremor on the surface of the earth around. It was followed by a thrashing lightning blaze across the dew drops in the air. No sooner did each of the passers-by discover the reason of the tremor and lightning blaze than a piece of the wreckage of a passenger aircraft was thrown out on the road.
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