The weather wears a new outfit every day. It's raining incessantly here, like a persistent, clingy fool in love. A March drizzle, something's wrong with our ecosystem or God is experimenting this year.

Rain washed away the blues and despair. Despite of the killing flu that has engulfed me since yesterday, I managed to soak myself for few minutes, in the rain. Don't ask what happened after that. Thank God I wasn't discovered by mom.

What a deceitful yet inspiring thing the rain is indeed, with raindrops pelting on your face, cold hugging clothes sticking to the body and cold rushes of air twirling the hair.