Rainfall in Hyderabad

When rain falls hard in Hyderabad,

The streets become a watery bed.

Cars get stuck, and people run,

Their journey home, now barely begun.

But in my house, called 'Srilekha',

I'm warm and safe, no rain problem/Kasta/కష్టా 🙂

Hot food and drinks, a cosy cheer,

While outside, troubles reappear.

I watch the news, my heart feels low,

For those caught out in the rain's flow.

I wish them home, out of the plight,

Safe and sound, before the night.