Barsaat Ki Raat

Unless you are the beautiful Madhubala wearing a sari, the best place to spend a rainy night is in a darkened car parked somewhere quiet so you could listen to the staccatos of raindrops playing all around you as you curl up in the backseat.

Rain falling around
It's just the sound I like to hear
When my heart's feeling down

Try to smile once again
As they slash in my window pane
I quite like that
I don't mind
I've got no complaint



'Indian Rain' by Colonial Cousins (1996)