How Monsoon feels like?

 Rainy Day:
        Common season that occurs in 365 days,brings along with it joy, pleasure also, troubles! Humans possess a habit to brag about the problems caused by the natural forces. Lovely humans, I'm sure that this article would convert your thoughts into smiles. Precipitation, which means light drizzling from the clouds. As soon as the monsoon season is to arrive, it signifies us to remove the thick blankets which our mothers have kept aside. Brings along with it, the craving of nicely fried food with hot coffee.
       "Rain"- this word itself is an emotion. Monsoon season has numerous perks which humans forget to notice. One season has different impact on every individual's life. Have you ever wondered what it is to welcome a season which causes troubles to some and pleasure for some? The heavy
rainfall troubles the vegetable vendor trying to earn through selling of fresh vegetables. The little sad facial expression of him specifies his misery of his day's supper. I cannot even imagine his gesture towards his kids who would be waiting for the father to get them sweets. But I'm sure, those kids would love playing along with their father in the rain rather than being home.
        Little munchkins walking through the rain water accumulated on the roads, jump with high force with a glee on their faces. Joined hands, in front of the idols of gods, just to receive a holiday from the schools, could be witnessed easily. Not aware about the use of raincoats and umbrellas yet want to buy the one with cartoons printed on them. Undoubtedly, unaware about
the side effects of playing in the rain yet want to kick the ball for the goal.
        And then, there are people like me. Rainfall is similar to heaven for some
homo-sapiens. The rainfall, that shows us the force of nature which could destroy the entire city or at the same time, could be a blessing for the hustling farmers. Season in which, one could take a leave from the office. Receive pleasure from the dark coffee with some chocolate cookies.
Wrapping oneself around the thickest blanket and loving the inner soul, absolutely. Maybe, that's what monsoon is meant for.