All hail hail

It started with a gentle pitter patter. The kind that warms your heart and makes you feel like pulling your leg up and letting your body sink into the sofa. Claps of thunder rang across the sky. Hmmmm... perfect. By now I was snuggled in nice and comfortable. Slowly, every muscle in my body relaxed and I started slipping into a dreamy state. I started picturing a rainy day back at home, with khichdi and pakodas. Vicky (my dog) would really be enjoying his siesta. Somehow, the day would be a weekend and dad would be at home too. I would constantly be pestering bahadur to teach me how to make a paper boat.Perfect...That warm, cozy feeling was complete now. Nothing could shake me now... not even the constant loud roar outside. Hmmm...??? the question did creep into the back of my head. What was that noise?
I gave in finally and peeked out the window. What a spectacle did I behold...!!!!! Hail Hail everywhere...!!! It looked like a white sheet of ice had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I ran out, got pummelled and picked up little ice bits till my hands hurt. All the while it never occured to me that I was proving to be quite an oddity. While normal people ran for cover, I was the psyche job who was prancing around in the zero degree rain collecting hail stones. The stones kept melting but there were so many more...