The heavens open, releasing sheets of rain. I bolt outside in my bathing suit. There, I exalt in the warm downpour, galloping barefoot on the soft, wet grass beside the beach, like a filly made frolicsome by the wind. Giddy with life, with the wonder of it all—rain, glorious rain! Completely uninhibited, swept up in the miracle of the monsoon, I dance my elation, my awe, my aliveness. Old people peer out at me, safely sheltered from this joyous gift... Read more