I've never believed in coincidence, until I stumbled upon one.        

  The downpour softly tapping the window, is nature singing me a sweet lullaby and led me into a nightmare.

    I love the rain. I love the smell of the wet streets. I love the sound of the raindrops hitting my roof. I love the moisture in the air. I love the grayness of the sky. Some people might say that the definition of a bad weather is rainy weather, but I don’t think so. I think it’s so beautiful when it rains. You see a different side of people. You see a different side of the world.