It rained a short while when we visited the Imambara in Lucknow. we took shelter along the corridor. I guess she was also waiting for the rains to stop but in the meantime, she seemed to be enjoying the moment looking out the splashes and listening to the pitter-patter drops hitting the concrete ground of the lovely monument. She was not splashing around. She was not dancing in the rains. She did not seem forlorn. She did not seem to be in bliss. She was just absorbing the moment.