THE NIGHT..

The pitch black sky made up with dark , massive clouds as if sculpted by a sculptor . The east winds are blowing the clouds and the Mahogany 's , the frenetic hasty wind is making everything a mess..

Thunders rumbling with great sound , reverberating causing percussions on the nerves of humans. Not too longer the cloud was able to resist the burden that it bucketed down pouring the water droplets crystallised as perfect as diamond undergoing refractions and reflections of the moon light situated at the top being the only source of light .. Humans on the other hand not giving up with their effort of not to get driven away by the rush of wind...

Beep-beep-beep.... continues through the hurl comes the three-wheeler with haste where Sphaliena groaning irresistibly of her birth pangs rushed to the hospital ..

After 30 mins....

A dark room consisting of 4 beds with fluctuation of electricity in a bulb shaped as a pear and of its' size is hanged to the port of roof. Groan mixed with pain , convulsions of face , anger , reaching the pinnacle of death is Sphaliena at the corner of room held onto the bed shuffled with bed sheets and few baby clothes with a rotten odour.. While the window nearby shutters with big bangs moving in and out due to the heavy downpour and wind hustling to and fro...

At 10:10 p.m

Finally a sharp cry is spit out of Sphaliena , being in midway of her consciousness and effect of anaesthesia , an unending pleasure splashed on her face mixed with endless bliss and relaxation gazing at the new Creation covered in rugs of towels and clothes. The moon light scattered through the thick clouds passed through window shutters onto the baby as if the Creator is blessing the baby with hope , future and LOVE.. Sphaliena named the baby girl as Xarathenum... All the people with Sphaliena are glad about the baby born with a remarkable mark that it never poured down as heavily as of that day later....