It's been a while since it rained here in Shah Alam. As I am typing this rain is pouring heavily outside my window. I hate the rain actually because usually it would like destroy my plans, well not really destroy but more like dampen the mood of going out.
But recently I've come to love the rain and sort of miss it when it is not raining.
Why?
Because rain is what brought us together.
When it rains, mother would make a pot of tea accompanied with butter cookies or home-made banana fritters, in my mother's case she would get her banana-fritters under the Ketapang tree stall somewhere near my house.
Family would get together around the coffee table and chat. A cup of sugary tea feels so warm and sweet although it is not specially brewed from Starbucks.
Friends would call up each other for a cup of Joe at their favourite mamak.
When it rains, long distance couple would stay home and get online exchanging never ending messages on their messengers. Hearts thrown to each other on a simple line we called the Internet. Emoticons replaced undivided emotions and sometimes they'll just go "Hahaha" all the way although their partner is not making any sense just to keep them happy. Or some chose to have never ending arguments.
When it rains, some couple decided to stay in watch illegal downloaded movies copied from friends and snuggle. Boring movies such as the retro "Honey I've Shrunk the Kids" series seems to be entertaining although you've watched it like way back in the 90's.
Some however, used the rain reason to get closer and (you know what happens next).
When it rains, some chose to hang out more longer with friends because it's too wet to run back to get the car. Some ended up arguing with bf/gf over the phone or smses because their partner didn't believe in the whole "cannot run back to the car because it is raining" reason and think that their partner is cheating on them. Well that happens to me before where he told me "Its not that you're riding a motorcycle, it's a car - hence you're not going to get wet". It wasn't my fault as I didn't have the umbrella with me that time. I don't predict the rain.
I have my reasons why I love the rain.
It make me feel loved. Closer. Blessed with the people around me.
When it rains, hot cocoa and satin blankets comforter could never go wrong.
Green tea bought from Mid Valley Japanese stall, felt like it was infused with love although it was only blenched with hot tap water in your free-gifts mugs.
And,
When it rains, thats the time I got to stay in with you.
Short notes:
I hope it rained again tomorrow although you're not here.
Updates:
Someone care to remind me it was satin comforter and not blanket as I've mentioned. Didn't know he still remembered.
Someone also said I've sounded so loving in this blog post.
Are you trying to tell me I was all sad and gloomy all these while?
Oh well. I've changed babe.
Worst or the better?
God knows.
Updates:
Someone care to remind me it was satin comforter and not blanket as I've mentioned. Didn't know he still remembered.
Someone also said I've sounded so loving in this blog post.
Are you trying to tell me I was all sad and gloomy all these while?
Oh well. I've changed babe.
Worst or the better?
God knows.
