It’s that time of the year again…
Of walking by the sea face, willing the wind to blow in my face
Of getting drenched in the huge waves, caring two hoots for hygiene when the salty sea water goes down my throat
It’s that time of the year again…
Of avoiding the showers on the way to office, and wishing they allowed us to wear capris or bermudas and sandals to work
Of getting caught between the desire to get wet, and the need to keep the mobile phone and diary dry – the latter winning over, leaving a pain in the heart
It’s that time of the year again…
Of going to sleep listening to the bullfrogs calling out to their mates
Of waking up to the patter of rains on the plastic chhajja outside the house
It’s that time of the year again…
Of bhuttas and hot bhajiyas with tea
Of jamuns that make my mouth go purple
It’s that time of the year again…
Of getting caught in the traffic jam, and cursing the municipal corporation
Of playing again like the child I was, when I get caught in water logging on the weekend
It’s that time of the year again…
Of getting caught between the desire to splash water on people while driving by
And thinking, “Would I have liked it if someone else had done that to me”
It’s that time of the year again!
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
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Well said!
ReplyDeleteIt’s that time of the year again…
ReplyDeleteOf avoiding to walk in the fierce sun, willing the stay at home or mall or even in office for as long as you can...
Of getting drenched in sweat from head to toe if at all, you dare to venture out.....
Of carrying two bottles of mineral water wherever you go, one for drinking and one for splashing on the face to keep the cool....
Of thinking of frying eggs on your car bonnet and using the hot water geyser to store bearable cool water.....
Its time of the year when you wait for schools to close down so that you can rush back to Mumbai, to say its time of the year again of getting drenched in rain showers....
Enjoy....Its summer time in Middle East....