i miss summer.
unlikely as it seems, i miss the burning hot months and the riot of colour it brings with it.
i miss looking out of my school bus windows in the morning at the gulmohurs and golden showers standing sentry at the road sides. whereever i looked, was a quilt of primary colours-red, yellow and green.
now i'v gone back to my 'closed-eye' commute posture.
i do love the sight of the road wizzing past the foggy windows, though. esp. when on the way back home.
unlikely as it seems, i miss the burning hot months and the riot of colour it brings with it.
i miss looking out of my school bus windows in the morning at the gulmohurs and golden showers standing sentry at the road sides. whereever i looked, was a quilt of primary colours-red, yellow and green.
now i'v gone back to my 'closed-eye' commute posture.
i do love the sight of the road wizzing past the foggy windows, though. esp. when on the way back home.
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