Here comes the rain again.

It rained yesterday.

It had been cloudy for the last few days. Thick white clouds would form shapes across the blue evening sky as the sun set.

I was sitting at the window and listening to songs on the radio. Cold wind blew through my hair and splashed raindrops on my face.

I put my hand outside and cold water trickled on my arms.

People started scurrying around for cover. Kids from my building were jumping into the puddles formed by the downpour. The watchman from the next building looked happy to get drenched by the rain.

It seemed that every body had been waiting for it. Every bird, every tree, everything.

The leaves that had been bent down by the summer dust turned fresh and green as they swayed in the rain. I saw flashes of lightning but I didn't hear the thunder.

Finally, after months of bearing the scorching heat, after tolerating power-cuts for days and sweating it out, the monsoon is finally here.