The rumble of thunder at midnight, so rare that I opened my windows to hear it more clearly. Followed by the unmistakeable smell of rain - a good downpour lasting at least 20 minutes. After a year of extreme dryness and hot days and nights, to see the curtains billowing with cool, damp, air, was like a miracle.
And in the quiet of the very early morning, everything seemed washed and refreshed, a cool, clean slate on which to build a day. The clear sound of an Indian cuckoo rang out like a bell - it echoes and builds up in its crescendo, filling every space - the unmistakable sound of summer. Bird song after rain is one of the loveliest sounds in India and the best of moments.
And in the quiet of the very early morning, everything seemed washed and refreshed, a cool, clean slate on which to build a day. The clear sound of an Indian cuckoo rang out like a bell - it echoes and builds up in its crescendo, filling every space - the unmistakable sound of summer. Bird song after rain is one of the loveliest sounds in India and the best of moments.
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