If someone would have said to me sixteen ago that I would be delighted to see the sun, or, I will crave sunlight, I would have said: no way!
I loved the rain.
Back home in Pakistan, in Karachi, we use to get ample sunlight (don’t know how global warming altered everything now). Sun was always there. Weather was not a variable at all. Our plans were never dependent on the weather. It was always sunny. We waited for dark rainy days. The smell of the first rain (with knowing that now we will loose our power) was always something that welcomed.
But now it is opposite.
The past two days have been abnormal. I know we will survive(with happiness).
Mr. sun decided to show up, consecutively for two days!
How to deal with this blessing?
Soak it up!