There are very few things in life which make you forget all the miseries in the world. The distant war, the harrowing cries of children, the love of your husband, the lack of direction.... The antidote to everything miserable is this constant, unabashed rain which is lashing out in front of me. Sitting on the floor and typing out, a little mindful of getting my dear lappie wet, I think of myriad things. Suddenly, though the blurry visibility, everything seems to come out clear. The leaves, the roads, the sky and perhaps the people too.