Nearly everyone around happy when rain comes, I love it, but only of I stay inside the house. Rain, is a beautiful gift from nature. The feeling of clothes stick to the body, the wetness, well, I don’t welcome those. But still, I cannot explain the feeling that take control of my mind when I am inside the house, and the rain just comes gently, sometimes violently. Rain has many personalities, shortly and violently, gently and smoothly, sometimes it is the combination of both.
“Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.” – John Updike