Comparison

Getting hot. When I say that I like rainy season much better than summer, most of the people seem to think I am strange. I do not particularly like rainy season. I just hate the heat in the oncomming summer in Tokyo. It is a question of comparison.
Yesterday was hot but a shower cooled scorched asphalts down. You cannot imagine how much I felt refreshed by the squall.
That rain was almost tropical. Looking out the window of my room, I was just agape, dumbstruck by the thousands of white lines of H2O thrusting through air from the sky. They were dancing, sometimes swarming by the blow of fierce wind, flowing and propagating from right to left then swirling up over the roof, sometimes hard sometimes relenting. Deafning roar of thunders and blinding flash of lightnings. They were just awesome.
In about half an hour it was all dead. It was calm and peaceful all the more after the meteorological rage. The storm had passed.
This again is a question of comparison....