It was cloudy, the sun was setting, but you could clearly see the sun, as it was a gloomy evening. The air is at its crazy state and it will be more at night. Yosuf 7 years old boy standing in the valley, watching this unique scenario. The grass dances on the air, the trees shakes making a shooting sound.
"Rumble"
"Huh, rain?"
There was no way that yousuf could reach his house as the storm came out of nowhere, so he had to find a small cave and hide in there. It was getting darker and darker. It's hard to see anything, he only can hear the sound of rain drops, cold winds and thunder.
But a hope of light can't be faint, he was trembling in cold, just then a torch light came from distant. Without thinking he stood up, the light came towards the cave, closer and closer, and then yousuf saw his brother.
"Brother" he called out
The Beginning