Immaculate Summer

It was the days of the gleaming sun. For some, dry and dusty. But the days were the days of warmth and charm. They had the melody of the soul and the rhythm of life. It defined the moments with quintessence of charisma; charisma of blossoming flowers and of blooming relationships.

Sometimes every action seemed lyrical as if flowing straight from the nib of time. Well time has its plans and everything was perhaps accorded as per it nonetheless rarely anybody heeded it. Though it was a matter of dilemma as to why it seemed perfunctory and unpleasant for some, nevertheless, one verity was apparent- the soothing fragrance was everywhere; a fragrance that was elusive yet implicit.

The only thing that mattered most and seemed apparent was the continuity of the cosmic conspiracy. Although it was a universal truth that every phase has an end, hope wants everything to protract the way they are, till eternity. It was among those reflexive moments when the entrenched and ostensible aspects are abandoned and absconded.

The palpable reality along with the reflexive moments seemed to define the game of light and shadow throughout the summer twilight. It was immaculate and beautiful, as if in a dream. The night had to follow but the lingering aroma of twilight seldom allowed the realization of the obvious truth. Everything seemed so serene, vivacious and pristine.

And then….. Then was the time for the monsoons; the monsoons with the misty mizzle. The zephyr that held the dust and spread the warmth was now the cool breeze of the drizzles. The breezy sprinkles toned down the wishful fragrance and the air was filled with the earthy rustic smell. But the fragrance… the fragrance is still somewhere in the rains!


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A little something.....on the post.

I have always loved the Summers. I believe, it's the season of vivacity and gaiety.
I love everything about it - the dynamism, the liveliness, everything! 
This piece of writing is just an attempt to bring out the feelings in and about the Summers.

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