Raiiin drops and dance...

A rainy day here...
Rain inspires all sorts of emotions. Sometimes a kind of exhiliration, and freshness...some kind of keenness. It can also evoke nostalgia, a faint sadness of spirit...Or a lazy feeling, to curl up and read a book...
It's with a mix of these emotions that I was sitting in the office bus, when it was stopped by a group of agitators, who are participating in a nationwide strike. I recalled that a popular portal had called it the "mother of all strikes", but was nonchalant about it, since this city seemed to go on, strike or no strike.
The "strikers" were pretty earnest. They were cajoling us to join the strike, I guess. But when they realized that we belonged to a private sector firm, they let go.
Not many in the office, though. Might be the rain. Might be the strike. Good atmosphere to work. Looking out, I can still see the rain. Awesome...