'Some people feel the rain, Others just get wet'..
Back home after getting drenched, trousers reeking after soaking in and out of water poodles on the way.. yet, I aint complaining.. Oh Rain, you're so more than welcome today..

A perfect start to an early weekend, wrapped up in My winter shawl(yes, Bangalore does get chilly after a shower), a biiiig cup of Hot Chocolate and my 'kuhm-pyoo-terr' with my brand new blog page...could I have asked for more? Oh yes, -Onion Pakoras made by Mommy..!! Im so craving for those right now... 

Well the idea behind this write up is not to bore you with my itinerary, its to bring to life my view of the rains- Nature's sweetest conspiracy to bring out probably the softest of our sides 

There were those days when rains like this meant making paper boats and searching for an ant to ride the boat in the pond with the cousins.. the adventurous Childhood..

Then there came the time when a rainy day in school was a blessing..Getting back home after school playing with water puddles along the way only to be chided by mom for having wasted a clean and ironed set of uniform without even attending classes.. the careless Innocence..

Next came the excitement of dancing in the rain on the terrace influenced heavily by the Kajols and Raveenas of bollywood.. the outrageous Teenage..

Yet later, was the fun of making impromptu visit to the chai and maggi points with college friends and begging the 'shopkeeper uncle' to open the stall and make a cup of 'hot masala chai' with some 'anda maggi'.. The golden days..

And today, as I remember all those times while its raining, today, rains are an inspiration, a moment of reminiscence, an occasion of self celebration.. !!