Rain 🌧️ and Rainbow 🌈

Rain, rain, go away

Come again another day
Little Johnny wants to play
Rain, rain go away

But I used to holler:
Rain rain come again and 

again and again😂 

The best thing a person can do when it is raining is to actually let the rain be itself, let it rain.

It's raining now 🌧️cats and dogs💃and I am a rain lover. I love it, when raindrops start to fall from the sky and it influences my mood as I am a sentimental fool and often my emotions gets the better off me. A rainy-day forecast which I regularly follow, conjures delightful images of my younger days in the 80s, curling up in a cozy blanket with a hot beverage and a good book as I am a bookworm. Oh how we loved to wrap ourselves in a raincoat on our way to school and still get wet and admonished by mom🤗 and God knew when to send the downpour 😀 

Well of late I discovered I could be a part of a special tribe of people known as Pluviophiles. I wasn't aware of this tribe until recently but the title rhymes well with my name🤩 and I am glad I am one. I understand, by definition, Pluviophiles are people who love the rain. I am so used to listening to others whine endlessly about being wet and cold but I feel utterly joyful to watch the raindrops falling. I feel as though it speaks to my soul. I love the rain because it makes me feel alive, it makes me feel like I am not totally alone. I would even love to drench myself from head to toe and dance in the rain just like I used to when I was a child but now only for my fear of falling sick I control my desire, as we are in the Covid Era..World War III🙄 

Besides rain, watching the rising sun and the view of the moon between the stars is so awesome and beautiful. It has such a calm and soothing effect on my brain, when I have sometimes quirky thoughts and in a melancholic mood. It's difficult to express my feelings exactly and accurately.

The pouring rain brought my beloved better- half and myself together at the Madras Cafe in the heart of New Delhi, where we took life's decision to commit ourselves for life 33 years ago. He hates rain and I love rain but we both love and enjoy watching the rainbow 🌈 together ❤️❤️

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Rabindranath Tagore