I really didn't know what I liked about Summers. I always thought it was holidays, taking me away from school and my parents, somehow.
Apparently, as I am getting to know every season along with it's minute details and flavors, over the past one year, more than ever, am coming a bit closer on realizing, a lot more about Myself!
Weird.
Let's see.
Summer is a funny season.
Every single girl roams around like a terrorist, externally. Thin guys put on cheap, big goggles which makes them look like a bumble bee. There are more people on streets at night (Can't blame them). People burn the dry leaves around their houses to make everything look good, but forget about the air pollution in return, or moreover the fact that they may actually be killing someone of Asthma. School Air has a depressing tension in it, no matter which time you go, owing to the over exaggeration of Exam system in India. Dust ends up on my stuff, no matter how many times I clean it. Centers for Doctor's seasonal income, in the form of haathgadis come up, nimbu pani or pineapple juice! O yeah, also Matka kulfi. You are one in a million if the Salmonella misses you! Literally. And Thank God the freakin' marriage season has come to an end (or I don't know if it's gonna start again), the noise they make, makes me hate anything spelled M U S I C to my very core.
I'm being so honest with my gloriously inherited, critical genes when I start describing someone or something. Evidently, I'm a person who doesn't see Life through colored specs, more often than not....like my Dad! =D
Yet, it's equally true, people like me for the same and the fact that I'd be lying if I won't add that summer still remains my favorite season, despite all the cynical, gleeful criticism above.
I love it for my favorite flowers...for watermelons and raw mangoes. For the smell of new blossoms. For my memories with my favorite person. For the light intermittent rains, which feel like a wish come true. For the dryness, that makes me want. Something. Anything. Making me feel a little more than just alive....
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