Monsoon Season Singapore -

As if on cue, the sky opened up completely. This was not rain. This was the full monsoon fury. The world turned white. The sound was no longer a drumming; it was a roar. Water fell in solid, diagonal sheets. The drains overflowed onto the road, turning Jalan Besar into a shallow river. A taxi splashed through, sending up a fan of brown water that looked like a pair of wings.

They walked home on wet pavements, stepping over earthworms that had been driven from their burrows. The air was cool, washed clean. The frangipani flowers in the garden glistened, heavy with water. monsoon season singapore

Wei Jie tugged her sleeve. “Ah Ma. The sun is here.” As if on cue, the sky opened up completely