
Bengaluru is like a veiled woman hiding from the rain in her dense, and damp, blanket happy to merely hear the patter of rain drops and feel the wet smell of all the flower shrubs around.
I am sitting through a long long day of rain listening to Sri TMK who celebrates this mood better than anyone else I can imagine:
https://youtu.be/N9oGnzr9VcY
https://youtu.be/8zQAnKcl4wU
https://youtu.be/nTmxE55W8G4
....
The rain continues... TMK continues...