Once, as the fable goes, the rains stood up the people of Anantapur. Maybe the monsoon died in transit. That's when people tried the age-old practices of enticing water-ridden clouds.
Poetry by Rohith, a doctor and poet from Anantapur, Andhra Pradesh
BY Rohith 3 January 2022
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