Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head…

It’s raining. And dammit I don’t have a camera.

I love rain. It’s my favourite kind of weather. Especially the rain in Singapore. I simply love it. I dunno why people have to crib so much about the rainy weather, but I live for rainy days. It makes me feel good inside. And it depresses me at the same time. I don’t think any sort of weather can evoke such emotions within you. I mean…when it’s really hot…you’re just too pissed off to feel great…when it’s cold, your brain just freezes…and when it’s normal…well, that’s just plain boring.

But rain…it’s poetic. It speaks to you. It makes you feel like dancing. And whenever it does I always say to myself ,”Let it rain like there’s no tomorrow”.I hope, when I’m older…I buy a house near the seaside where it rains all the time (frankly…I couldn’t imagine living in a place where it doesn’t rain at all).I could probably take up painting or something and paint the turbulent waves of the sea as they battle with the dark clouds above. Wouldn’t that be a sight?

I love rain so much, that any song,or any prose (I’m not a big fan of poetry as I do not understand it very well) containing rain is simply aces in my book!

Rain, rain, don’t go away,
you can come again every other day,
Little Johnny can go fuck himself,
Rain,rain, don’t go away…

I’m a true poet, aren’t I?

Ahh well…let it rain,let it rain,let it rain. May it rain so much that all my sorrows are washed away with it. Life hasn’t exactly been great in the past few months.A lot of awful things have happened which I had no control over and which have left me paralyzed for any sort of emotion at all. I choose to be ignorant…for atleast that way, it wont hurt me so much. I spoke of these things only once…and I was almost about to burst into tears when I thought deeply over them. Even now,as I type…these’re only words…and I’m not really thinking about those things in the depth they deserve to be thought of. Thinking never did me much good anyway…

And there’re rougher times which lie ahead. And things like this just happen. You can’t do much about it. All you can do is fall asleep…listening to the pitter patter of the raindrops…and hope for a better tomorrow.

Some photos from Shanty’s cam of the oncoming clouds :