The little boy is seen running away from the camera along a narrow path amid shrubbery down to what contrastingly pops up as sprawling paddy field. The sky above the siblings is overcast; the trembling nature around seems readying for the first shower of the season. “Durgaa…’” calls their mother, as she hurriedly collects the washed clothes spread across the line that sways in the wind. The loud plea makes no impact on the early-teen daughter and her younger brother, who venture into the drizzle and play gay abandon even as the showers thicken.