The air had a distinct feel and smell around it. The normally bright afternoon sun suddenly took cover behind the heavy, grayish clouds.
Then it began. The rain started pouring down. Suddenly and heavily.
The rainy season is knocking on our door. To some, it would be a welcome respite from the blistering heat we have endured for the past two months of this summer. For the farmers, it may simply mean a refreshing blessing for their thirsty crops. But to others, the dreaded rains would be bringing more inconvenience than comfort. Memories of harder commutes due to floods and those damn picky taxi drivers come rushing in. And don't even let my wife get started on her dilemma on wardrobe decisions during the rainy season.
Outside, kids running down the street take simple pleasure on every droplet of rain splashing on their half-baked skin. The larger the drop, the deeper the pleasure it gives when it spatters on their bodies. Then there is that different thrill in playing basketball in the midst of a thunderous downpour. Shooting the ball while raindrops try to pierce in your eyes add to the difficulty level no Playstation game can virtually imitate. And go ahead, ask them and they know where to search for that perfect alulod where they can enjoy the heavy gush of rainwater falling down their heads.
Do you still remember the joys of looking towards the heavens and enjoying taking a shower in the rain?
Kids do enjoy the simplest of pleasures.
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