The end of summer

A time comes in our ‘adult’ life when the smallest of things start to make the biggest difference. A moment as simple as sitting at your doorstep, watching the dancing rain-drops, the melody of their pitter-patter, the homely aroma of hot samosas, the pink of the bougainvilleas, the green grass, the peach roses, the leafy Asoka trees. Taken for granted infinite times, yet suddenly so precious.

It’s that time of the year again. While most people are saying goodbye to the warm summer days and the rainy afternoons, I’m bidding farewell to much more. Until next time, shal(h)om(e).

Good things this summer:

– Resumed reading

– Blog stalking

– 3 Olympics medals for India

the shooting star academy, get paid to travel course

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  1. wow..so poetic! it inspires me on writing more poetic stuffs haha..never knew you’r good with these stuffs.. carvin’ beautiful words.

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