It’s rainy and tired and bleh here today, so I am going to use my energies wisely and create a post of every single rain song in Shahrukh’s entire career. For The Good of Humanity.
Continue readingIt was just pouring rain here yesterday. In that “I cannot see out the window and the sun is not coming up” kind of way. Which is nice, because it has been bright hot sun for the past 3 days. So today the rain sort of felt cozy and nice. I just needed a nice Indian movie star to curl up with and watch the storm.
Continue readingHow is this very specific category still far too large to possibly cover in one post? It’s like every time a couple consummates, it rains in India. Or I suppose, every time it rains in India, millions of couples rush out to their terraces because now it is time to finally have sex in slow motion.
Continue readingRainy rainy rainy here. And, I assume, rainy rainy rainy there too. So heck, I’m gonna do rain stories. And rain makes me feel arty, so they will all be reflective little art movies.
Not a great start to the day here! Hopefully it gets better. Or else I will get a pizza on the way home tonight (my soothing stay inside treat) and hide from the world with Dog Hazel, that works too. Or just rely on my natural optimistic instinct to find the silver lining and force myself to be happy.
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