U knw,dre ws a tym whn d end of summers wre mourned,whn d rains though luvd,wre dreaded.Cz chnge of d season heralded skul's commencement.Evn thn,though,d gloom wuld b washed away vd d 1st showrs,vd d gallop up d stairs 2 d terrace fr d ritual 1st drenching.Nd dn ,offcourse paper boats mst b mde ve pages torn frm NB's n launched in d storm drains while dawdling 1s way ,carefully finding d shortst distnce between puddles 2 splash in en route.
* As im rytng ds ,its sweltering.Me shirt is drenched,me skin prickles & d walls of me room r radiating evn mre heat.Dres an expectnt stillness in d air,a quiet breathless anticipation.Clouds scud across d blue sky,dy r cmng frm d rt direction,bt dre r too few of dm & dy r fluffy n white,practically all silver lining.
Damn! Itz still summer.*
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iam really impressed with ur thought process.......you've been able to express n convey ur thoughts in words.........
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but like always,.... i do have something 2 say ........the more you see "adversity" .....the greater you begin to appreciate whatever little(more or less as per perspective) you have.......
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never let ur admirations become your obsession..........its hard but indeed practical...........
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keep the process of blogging(pen down ur thoughts)going.......
NICE THOUGHT PROCESS DORY
IF U READ THESE LINES AND IMAGINE THEM UNDER SUCH EXHAUSTING CLIMATE IT FEELS GOOD
BUT FOR ONE INSTANCE IMAGINE SNOWFALL IN THIS SUMMER SEASON..LOL
Yeah!!
I <3 SNOW!!
hmmm
i wish i was wid him rite now
better luck in my next life
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