It’s fascinating how some days just end up being our favourite. Not because you got good marks for your exams, not because you got paid, not because you went out with your friends, not because you went for a family dinner, but because it rained. The cool breeze, the naturally dim lighting, the swaying of the trees, falling leaves, and finally the rain. I especially love it when I am sitting inside a car, the AC on full mode, glass rolled up. It’s a different kind of feeling when you don’t have to be directly experiencing the rain, but somehow the calmness reaches you. All you have to do is to look out of the window. But it’s a whole different story when you are out in the rain. Especially when you are wearing jeans, how the tip of my jeans gets wet, my shoes or sandals all wet and muddy. Crazy how I feel contradicting emotions at the same time. My mind is at peace , wanting to be out in the rain for a bit longer when my body feels messy and just wanna get back home. cool breeze and muddy ground.