These are metal sheets that are used to cover the rooftop of some houses in India. Our house in Mizoram was such.
When rain falls and hits the metal it makes a distinct sound. There would be heavy rainy seasons in Mizoram and all you can hear is the noise of the rain hitting the rooftop.
You would sleep soundly listening to the noise, and wake up, cold and dark. There is wet outside, its everywhere. The rain made sleeping such a pleasure, but now you have to wear the school uniform and face the rain. But all you want to do is cover under a warm blanket and not go to school.
As I woke up this morning it was raining. I heard a faint noise I haven’t heard in a while, the sound of the metal being hit by the rain. It was faint. It was trying to mask itself. But it was there.
I brought me back when, when I used to remember thinking all I want to do today is cover myself and just sleep some more.
P.S. I listened to this song while I wrote this post.