It is a cloudy and rainy day, to everybody else it’s kind of dull, depressing and they cannot wait for the sun to be out again. Knowing that tomorrow is going to be a similar day only makes them feel further miserable. Not to me though. I have written so many poems in my past and posted them on blog of how I love rains. I feel as if these clouds filled with rain are looking down on me and playing, waiting for me to come out and they will soak me. I also feel like a peacock sometimes and wish to spread my wings and dance in the rain. The clouds seem to have made a tent, and in a way it is trying to accomplish a sense of intimacy with world. Aha! A natural trick, who know? No wonder every time I heard the song “Rain, Rain Go away” I thought it is kind of rude to say that. Well, I was just talking to somebody and listening to her complains about rain, which I couldn’t agree. I said “I smiled every time I got in the car today and turned wipers on”. It feels so wonderful to me. “Oh! You mi