Drizzles and light showers in Dubai since the last couple of days.
The umbrella came out of the closet after a very long time.
Yesterday, as I walked out on the wet roads, carrying the but familiar load, some long-lost memories got me wistfully nostalgic.
With the winds threatening to blow away my umbrella, I once again found myself succumbing to the challenge of balancing to hold everything, securely in place.
I decidedly cut short my agenda, after I felt the water droplets on my specs, yet loving every moment of the trudge.
(P.S. I have re-started walking, especially on errands to nearby places.
Why give up healthy practices for luxury?
Trying to re-live those good old, student days, when I was happy, surviving on pocket money as well 😜 )