4.51 am Friday – It’s arrived! The monsoon has broken and the first storm of the season is overhead as I type. I don’t know when it began, but already the temperature has dropped and the sweet sound of rain falling, straight from the clouds, is like a balm to our parched and shrivelled senses. In the background thunder sounds a dull, almost continuous roar. But nothing can drown out the sound of that rain falling.