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Its the time when i wake up to the early tender rays knocking my eyelids,
when i walk out and see the huge smile of sun god.
Not because i belong to the land where this is the only season, or because i am sick of the pricking chillness and cold clothes there are more reasons that i say 'I love summers!' :)
Early morning wake up is no more a pain, i made friends with the sun and so i wait!
The splendid colours around me, its time when the bright salwars and pretty looks are at its best while the sweaters and jackets take rest.
The big huge trees shed their leaves shed, are ready for the new green shoots.
The flowers are yellow all over the roads the fruits are red cause 'melons' rule.
Food, Work, people, Skin, Bright and Beautiful!!!
The dawn of the mornings, the warmth of the afternoons and the yellow twitlight all make me believe that i am alive and kicking :)
I love the Sun!!
when i walk out and see the huge smile of sun god.
Not because i belong to the land where this is the only season, or because i am sick of the pricking chillness and cold clothes there are more reasons that i say 'I love summers!' :)
Early morning wake up is no more a pain, i made friends with the sun and so i wait!
The splendid colours around me, its time when the bright salwars and pretty looks are at its best while the sweaters and jackets take rest.
The big huge trees shed their leaves shed, are ready for the new green shoots.
The flowers are yellow all over the roads the fruits are red cause 'melons' rule.
Food, Work, people, Skin, Bright and Beautiful!!!
The dawn of the mornings, the warmth of the afternoons and the yellow twitlight all make me believe that i am alive and kicking :)
I love the Sun!!
3 comments:
if you had to reverse engineer what you have said, Ask your self, how did you get conditioned to the climate? see it this way too, you click channel 23 on your remote control, the channel turns up, the same way, there is a condition, where your mind creates your responses, here at times freewill is tampered, or at time not. to understand or feel the haunting sense of what im trying to convey, you need to ask this question your self time after time, are we some kind of intelligent robots? like a child runs to its mother when scared, we run to something when something happens.
ahem! okay... honestly, im not in lines with what you are trying to convey but yea i might try asking myself the question again n again ;) ! Lol...
:) sorry.....example:http://gosay.wordpress.com/2008/01/19/who-am-i-people-talk-wisdom/
but don't take it too serious.....for me, i feel haunted, the moment i rewind, play...things i spoke, or i wrote, i feel what kind of a being am i?.....its difficult (actually very difficult) to express the haunting feeling but, i some how get struck, as if im not human, but in this living thing, i can hear what this mind is blabbering, i sense the everything in slow motion, i think i doubt too much on human behaviour, and human existence.... this had been a foundation to my misanthropy journey. but ingore the previous comment and this too....both are an acts of impulsion. its a DISORDER ;)
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