Curling up
on my favourite chair on the verandah, with a fat novel (preferably an all out
action or fantasy one), sipping on a mug full of hot, steaming coffee and
listening to the pitter-patter of the rain and experiencing the occasional
sprays lovingly caressing my face.
The ones
who have experienced this calls it BLISS
P.S. For all of you out there who loves to
listen to the symphony of the rains here is a useful link.
