some seasons dont change

#On a lazy sunday afternoon when it was very sunny...it must be 3 o clock and very silent...people must have drowned in their afternoon naps. A bicycle rider, apparently mender of kitchen utensils entered the lane , hollered for work, didn't get any. rode back. He was obviously not entitled to any such luxury like an afternoon nap.
# It has been raining intermittently, and rather noisily now. Melodious numbers sound better when its grey weather outside. Some already over-heard slow song is on. I wander out in the balcony and see men and women on a construction site, drenched yet working...their kids are barefoot and running amok in rains with their dark baby feet over gravel. I come inside and switch off the radio. Songs weren't sounding good no more.