Saturday morning usually starts at noon. And it lingers aound till the evening. This is my faourite time to catch up on reading and thats what I was planning to do today. These days I am reading (This was gifted by Geetika and Ketki in Mumbai when I was there).

I was all geared up to read it and suddenly it started raining. I completely ignored it at first. But then, as it usually happens, it resulted in a black-out. I started cursing the rains for almost ruining the beautiful Saturday afternoon. I hadnt eaten and there was no way I was gonna go out in that rains.

Soon I found myself, as there was nothing else to do, thinking about the rains. I was taught in school (3rd standard) the scientific reason for rains. There used to be a 100% chance that the question regarding it would pop up in the exams. So I had learned it so thoroughly that I could still remember it today, after some 20 years. It goes like "Suryachya ushNatene samudrachya paNyachi waaf hote etc etc." (That's my mother-tongue Marathi). I knew the reason why it was pouring and thats why it was boring. Then I started thinking about it as a magical mystery and suddenly I found it interesting.

Things are much more fun that way. :)