Yesterday's rain had successfully made small pools on the roads. I walked consciously because I had to save my clothes from getting spoiled from the splashes of the dirty water which the vehicle on streets throw, voluntarily and involuntarily. I carried an umbrella and held it in front of me. The kids who studied in local schools have started dispersing from their homes. We share the same institutional time. As I stood for the bus, two kids of 6-7 year old purposely jumped on the water and spoiled their dresses. I was not allowed to enter school premises with dirty clothes and in college, it creates an inferior image to the people. I was afraid of that. Soon, some more kids joined them. They laughed and shouted as they jumped on the water and the cars helped them in spoiling their dresses. I looked at my superior clean clothes. I didn't laugh. I didn't jump. I didn't smile. I didn't shout. Sudeepa thamma, one of my neighbors watched me from her balcony. She alw