Ramadhan is here again.

Today, the 1st day of Ramadhan, it is raining ceaselessly. Can't complain really; it must be the Al-Mighty's way of helping us cope with the fasting. Better rain than the unrelenting heat these past few days that has left you dry and withered. Rain brings life to a standstill, with a tinge of gloom. It is the after-the-rain atmosphere that I look forward to - nature comes alive in its true colours. Rain is nature's cleansing agent. The leaves are awashed in all the myriad shades of green, having been 'washed' of the dust and dirt. The flowers seem to bloom in real earnest - like a young girl sticking her head out to catch the breeze. The roads have had a 'bath', beckoning you to walk on them barefoot. There is the smell of freshness and an air of vitality. Life reborn and rekindled. My spirit is uplifted, ready for another day. Rain! Rain! come again.