Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
It rained!
Today (okay, yesterday) at nine in the morning, Delhi was graced with a pre-monsoonal shower.
I like pre-monsoonal showers. It’s the sort of rain that behaves itself. It does its work within half an hour or an hour at most, brings out the smell of the wet earth, makes the leaves all shiny, and then packs up an leaves, having performed service.
After a sweltering Tuesday, the rain brought in good weather. There was this wonderful cool breeze in the morning, I didn’t sweat a bit when I went for my final driving lesson, and the weather at lunchtime was delightful. A bit humid as the day wore on, but those are the breaks.
This Fillet’s a little short, so I’ll include an update of my mental status- I’ve just read the Vasant Parag, I’m senti, and I’ve just listened to Yaaron to amplify my sentiapa. I’m now playing Duur, and I’ve loaded a playlist that I created especially for times like this. The weird thing, though, is that Turn the Page is also running through my head.
Yaaron’s a song about what you had. Turn the Page would be about how to deal with losing it. Or getting it back.
I’m rambling and blathering. I ought to sleep.