Rainy nites had always been personal favourite of mine. Though some pple might link it to be melancholic or probably more of a nuisance to those who are driving... Well, to me, it just meant that God decided to give us some coolness in this very dry country of ours.
Rainy nites always brought back memories of me staying in the hostel back in uni days. Nites where mugging to the late hrs are norm for me and my roommates, but whenever we hear the rain coming at nite, the first thing we will do is close our windows, draw our blinds, switch off our lights and jumped to our bed to sleep. This has always been a common activity we both share during our hostel days...
Rainy nites during relationships were especially special to me too. The drizzling of the rain drops on the windscreen of the car while me and my once special one cruised thru the streets, humming to the jazzy songs that were played along had always melted my heart. But that was also a memory now...
Rainy nites to me right now still had that special touch on me, though I dunno why. Probably I still yearn for the warmth that human touch can bring amidst the cool weather it brings. No matter what it was, rainy nites will always always remain special to me.. :)