Memories Relived

Memories Relived

It was five-thirty in the evening and I was walking back home from office. This is my everyday routine. It was pouring out of the heavens. It had been raining from morning. You might ask me what was so special about this. I've been in Dublin for over a year now and I have never seen rains like this.
No! I did not say that it does not rain here. It does, and it rains every other day or at least when ever it feels like, but never so heavily. I can walk in the rain for half an hour without an umbrella and still not get drenched, that is the intensity of rains here! Today it must be around 10 degrees C. Because of the wind I felt as though it was much colder. I was dressed typically for an Indian summer, in a cotton shirt and a trouser. The only protective layer that I had was a simple rain jacket, which covered my head and half my torso.
I was shivering. I was dying to go home and have something hot.