I am blogging now because I feel like it. There is nothing else I can do on such a lazy late Good Friday afternoon. The rain is pouring incessantly now as if it is raging a war with the persistent sun. (I hope the rain will win because the bloody heat is taking a toil on my health.)

The view is excellent here from my balcony and there is some sort of rainy mist hanging over the air. I can see the ants working hard to avoid the fat pellets of raindrops splashing over their home. My sister is stuck doing her homework and I am feeling melancholic for no reason listening to old jazz music. It's as if I feel like something great is going to happen. I can feel it in my bones and the roar of the raindrops just seems to be encouraging my erratic thoughts. I am typing fast. I am typing faster. I can feel it inside me, like a bubble swelling and then getting ready to float away...any moment now...

The rain has stopped. I think its just my weird period hormones making fun of me. Damn it!