Monsoon season

I used to dread the monsoon season until I went to Mumbai .

Never looked at rain the same way again after that .

Still most Malaysians will immediately feel a bit under the weather when the skies pour down mercilessly and ruin our shoes through and through . We will grumble and mutter and should we be caught in the midst of dining out in the open , we will run helter skelter and take our plates with us to the nearest sheltered place possible .

Guess the rain came too quick today .

The irony of our flag twisted above the motley of abandoned tables is not lost on me .....

....because while we won't do it ourselves , we certainly have no qualms in getting the foreign workers to fetch the plates in , come what may .

Those are two Viet mois under the umbrella . Even though they struggled , I think they had some fun due to the shrieks they made lol .

Instructed afar by locals cocooned dryly in the air conditioned premise .

Dining inside , seated 2 tables away from us was one single Chinadoll downing A LOT of hard liquor with a group of uncles on their business trip .

Their wives should be one helluva worried because unlike the shrieking Viet mois out there , should it rain , in time , it shall happen indoors . And this is one droplet who will pour a bucket load of grief on those merrymakers lives huddled around that roundtable tonight .

Yes the monsoon has arrived . Sometimes it rains too much till it pours yet all we can do is keep watch and pray nothing happens because it is after all a force of nature of which we have no control over . 

Too much rain does that to me . It makes me contemplative of the havoc and the blessings , it can bring .