We would come home to savor hot rasam and rice with cilantro chutney. This remained my comfort food until middle school when Chennai saw the influx of North Indian Cuisine and my loyalties shifted. I started reaching out for Chaat and Chai for those days.
Ri and Ro do not know what it is to get drenched in rain, as it is accompanied by thunder and lightning or the temperature drops making it unsuited to be outdoors. The closest they come to is playing in water when the sprinklers are turned on.
My umbrella was inside the car and it was raining when I left from work last evening. It was nostalgic to get wet in the rain. The walk was short and I did not get enough of the rain. After my drive back home I continued to enjoy it from my favorite spot with a steaming cup of chai