Changing manner

We were talking to each other, discussing about a new project,
But, doubting each other , as the virus we can't see, might be somewhere...
With someone. ..
I couldn't not bear more, and said 'bye' with a strict instruction to discuss in mobile phone .
Later,
 I grumbled for my rudeness.
Yet felt safe.
What more could I do, except strict order!
The rain was raining constantly,
And I was feeling rain as a rain of anger.
My city was silent like a sanyashi.