It's been raining the whole day. I'm glad for the rain. It's cooling and calming at the same time. The lightning flashes are a little scary though. They're harbingers of explosive crackling and pounding. There's something intensely concentrated and focused about a lightning/thunder episode. Picture this - FLASH, anticipation, THUNDER, respite. FLASH, anticipation, THUNDER, respite. It's predictable, repetitive, yet you don't exactly know when the next lightning flash is coming. But once it comes, you know what to expect. The whole cycle starts again. Haha.. actually it happens to females too (or should I say, it happens to the men who cower in a corner, covering their metaphorical ears in utter fear) ;)

So yes, that's my take on rain, on lightning, on thunder. Rain is good. Unless you're standing in the middle of an open field or holding a metal rod or swimming in any form of water or playing golf - which could comprise all the aforementioned activities. What? Swimming? Oh come on, don't tell me you've never lost a ball in the pond on the course...

Rain is best savoured indoors. When you're nicely snuggled up (with a good book or with someone else, it doesn't really matter). Depending on which part of the world you're in, you would either be in front of a fireplace with rugs and throws, or you would be reclining on your tatami mat, taking in the breeze, or lying on the tiled bench next to the matching chess table in the void deck of your friendly neighbourhood.

Or, if you were me, you'd be sitting on the couch with a laptop on your... well, on your lap, and indulging in some mango ice cream from Haagen Daz. Cheers.