My Life - chapter 1

June in India is blistering, ominous month. Long and damp days. Nights are roofed with sluggishness and surly anticipation. Rivers shrink and black crows overindulge on matured litchi still in lust green trees. The sharp spell of the glitzy and scintillating sunshine along with the monsoon breaks trills natives of India. In the countryside, we have miles and miles of foliage and greenery. The first rain drop comes like the showers of almighty’s blessing for everyone even if their dark side causes so much destruction. Even though we see grown ups towing their kids, the flooded roads divulge a perfect place for the children to row their paper boats and muddle up their clothes. Cars, buses are struggling to get out of the deluge but the struggle is in vain, because their engine doesn’t work. Rickshaws are the only bumpy vehicles that can pass through the floods, since they are pulled by meager people.

It is raining today. I looked up at the gloomy sky. The full moon is dazzling and the stars make the sky more picturesque. I hope time would stop because I am late today. Too late.

I take a sigh of relief when I see the old house with smashed roof at the end of the lane. A ruptured boundary, the wrecked wall with blue green algae and obliterated weeds shows that the house hasn’t been renovated for years. A broken silhouette adorned the doorway. It is an old woman bent double with age. She could barely walk and is standing with a clutch. Her motherly eyes seem to be waiting for someone’s sight. A sense of relief and satisfaction is seen as she sees me. I feel guilty for not informing her that I would be late as I bent down to touch her feet.

“Sorry aita, sorry to keep you waiting. There were a lot of customers in the shop today.” I felt everything around me is shouting ‘LIAR LIAR’.

“Don’t worry about me. Just concentrate on your work. Now dry up and come have some food. You must be hungry.”

At least I wouldn’t have to worry about lying about that bit. I really was starving. But as I looked at her now I wondered if she had noticed the recent surge in my appetite. The last couple of months I had been eating like a pig and she has never once mentioned about it.

She put the plate in front of me and looked into my eyes and I felt as if she knew exactly what I was thinking. And that’s when I felt the fear grow inside the pit of my stomach because I knew that no matter what, aita should never know what I was doing. Never. For one thing she would be heartbroken and for another that the knowledge about my doings would place her in mortal peril.

But somehow something inside me told me that those small black eyes could see right through me and knew all about it.

Hi there!

Are you from India? Awesome! So am I! Anyway, onto the review! ^^

black crows overindulge on matured litchi still in lust green trees.

I think you mean lush and not lust.

for everyone even if their dark side causes so much destruction.

There's a pronoun trouble here. Because at first if you read it, 'their' could refer to 'everyone', but it takes me a moment to realize it's rain that you're talking about.

You get mixed up with your tenses in between. Like here:

It is raining today. I looked up at the gloomy sky.

You start in present and switch to past. Try to be consistent. It was one of the first things I learnt here on YWS and and it's helped me a lot.

So, you have an interesting plot. What happens to her? What does the old woman think of it? Also; how are they related?

Anyway, the beginning/introduction to your story could do with some reworking. It has a lot of telling, while telling is useful at times, 'showing' the scene helps a reader 'get' the story more.
You have a good diction and the words you used and great, but try not to pepper it with such words. Focus more on the sentences, the construction before the adjective-y words.

Have fun writing!
~Lava

Hey, this is a good first chapter, you did a good job at getting me interested.

June in India is blistering, ominous month. I think you mean, is a blistering, ominous month. Long and damp days. Nights are roofed with sluggishness and surly anticipation. Rivers shrink and black crows overindulge on matured litchi still in lust green trees. The sharp spell of the glitzy and scintillating sunshine along with the monsoon breaks trills natives of India. In the countryside, we have miles and miles of foliage and greenery. The first rain drop comes like the showers of almighty’s blessing for everyone I think it would sound better if you said the first rain drops come... It just sounds more impressive to me.even if their dark side causes so much destruction.

I take a sigh of relief

This seemed weird to me, because when you sigh you aren't taking in air, you're blowing it out. So maybe you could change that to "I breathed a sigh of relief", or something along those lines.

blue green algae Most likely I'm just stupid, but isn't algae like seaweed?and obliterated weeds shows This should be show. that the house hasn’t been renovated for years.

For one thing she would be heartbroken and for another that the knowledge about my doings would place her in mortal peril.

I feel like this sentence didn't fit. I have no reason, but I just didn't like that sentence. Just thought I would point that out.
Again, this was an interesting, exciting first chapter. You did a good job of describing the setting and creating the mood. I just wanted to point out again that you switch tenses a lot. It really is annoying. You need to pick a tense and use it, you can't keep switching between present and past. Unless you were doing it on purpuse and certain scenes were in the past or something. But for the most part, you should stay in one tense. I guess that's all I have to say, I did like it, so good job.