I have always liked it when it rains or when the sky is hazy. During the non-rainy season, it rarely rains in this small town in North India where I live, and there are rarely even clouds in the sky. I woke up today and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows. Miraculously, it started to rain. It's not raining heavily, but it's cool. Maybe it's because I never thought of this as winter, it was really cold.
The patter of rain always gives people an unusual sense of tranquility. When the sky is cloudy and it's about to rain, I will be filled with joy for such weather.
Intention: Some things in the past