Hence it is proved. No matter how much we crave, complain, nag and demand for the rain, it is a  dangerous thing for exams.

You can either look at it with dreamy eyes and go along the romantic mind walk.
Or you can just snooze off to sleep, at 1pm, wake up VERY guilty and start admiring the rains again.

The exams would have been so over by tomorrow. We would have been clicking photos and talking sappy this time kal. WBUT played with us one last time. Here I am, half asleep, half dreamy, admiring the rains, feeling like a heroine. I wish and hope and pray to be lucky and happy the 8th time, this time. Please.

2nd June! Come Soon.