Fantisezed emotions appearing real

My first winter ever.
Was a hectic day. All day school and no play.
It was raining like no one cared.
But all i could see was little happiness being shared.
The leaves were beaming with selfless joy, the clouds all grey and the grass all posing with pride. I boarded the bus and all i could see was black jackets and overcoats.A mother suffering with her little ones in the stroller did not complain but was telling stories about the rain. The bus was full but there was something that added to the crowded buzzing bus. It was the foggy little rain drops in the windows. Everything outside looked blurred and out of focus. How i wished i had my camera! With Rahman singing "new york nagaram" in my ears..all my past cherished memories flashed.
I saw a little happiness today.
The rain made my day.