The Rain

I love it when it rains. Especially when I am in Antipolo.

I love sitting on our front porch, watching water fall from the sky. The fragrance of the grass seems to come along with it. THen the air suddenly becomes cool. Even the surrounding look fresher.

Of course, it's not only the sound of the rain, nor the smell, nor the cold sensation - it's the nostalgia... the youthful memories that makes it really special.

The times when I had to stay home because there's no class - which friends take as an opportunity to pay me a visit. There's also the afternoon bath under the rain. The staying under Apo's fragrant blanket while listening to the raindrops tapping on the rooftop. The tricycle rides to school even when I know there won't be any class anyway... so I could go on and proceed to the nearest "gotohan" or friend's house.

The rain brings a lot of memories. Especially when it is in Antipolo. Especially in Antipolo.