It has started raining here. I think the season has started...Always, rainy days are my favourite just because i can smell my childhood in the same. I feel my childhood friends, my first school, teachers, my mom's home, grand parents (grand father especially, he is my hero!), our holidays there,etc etc. Drizzles always bear something special for me every time, some beautiful griefs, some pretty pattings, a hidden pain.....and a lot more... I love this season. If rainy season has took form of a guy, I would have leaned on knees to propose him and would have given a memorable kiss.