Who would have thought that a typical day in May, in sunny Bombay, could have rain in it? Frankly I didn’t believe the weather forecast until I felt the raindrops. As much as I’ve been basking in the warm summer days (the few weeks back when it was warm), my romance with rainy days revives with the first drops on the pavement. I may or may not have drove home from Roseville through West Sac today, because I couldn’t get enough of the pleasantness of driving in the rain at night.