It’s raining in Pune. Everything is green. Okay so it’s black right now but that’s because it’s night. But in daylight, everything is green and wet.
I love the monsoon … mostly. I like to stand and see the raindrops fall. And I like to smell the touch of the rain upon the earth. And I like to hear the sound of the thunder, and the raindrops, and the tricking of water across slopes. And … well these days I’m not really being able to enjoy any of this. There’s too much on my mind and I actually stand in the rain and I can’t hear or see any of it … that’s how loud and powerful your own thoughts can be.
