My return home from office over the past few days has been accompanied by rain.The sight from my desk is unlike most parts of Bangalore.My window, the lens, captures a lovely picture.It’s a park.It’s full of trees,i hear the cuckoos coo, i see squirrels scamper and even discovered the crow pheasant, a bird that my eyes have never beheld.This afternoon, the view looked even more beautiful because of the rain.It’s beckoning to be enjoyed.But, amidst the busyness of life,it’s time to go home.And soon the beauty of it all is lost and we’re running out trying to avoid the madness the rains bring to the city. 180 more words