a summer afternoon

It's a lazy summer afternoon. a day after my examinations which as usual did not end on a very positive note. the air outside is hot and oppressive yet like always thee is a cool.... a very slight breeze fluttering at the leaves. at home inside the atmosphere is slightly different. thanks to the wondrous compound that marble is made of the house feels like a cool oasis in the midst the summer heat. there is a prevailing silence that echoes through the empty house broken only by the dull drone of digging at a construction site nearby.

at such a time there is only one thing that can lift my spirits and that is ...a good book. a book that i can curl up with on my dad's lounge chair. it's location too is perfect. it's placed along side of a window that overlooks a street. the street i must say has a life of it's own. though it's quiet and silent at most times just as the clock strikes 4 the sound of children's play fills the air. their constant chatter.... the fighting banter and beautiful laughter can make any day seem much lighter.

the problems of a week day slip by without notice during a summer holiday.i still remember waiting eagerly for the summer vacations in school , waiting for my brothers exams to end so that we could go off to Calcutta. to Calcutta it was every summer for a month. Calcutta 's horrible summer was daunting yet the excitement of traveling together as a family especially by train was indeed amazing. but as years progressed the trips became far and fewer. then a time came when we just stopped travelling as a family because everyone was busy with their own lives... i think it was at that time that the novelty of going to Calcutta every year finally wore off.

mangoes and lots of ice cream made summers so special....the pitter patter of rain in may when it's hot everywhere but here still manages to captivate me with it's beauty.

and though the days seem longer .......in reality when it's over i always miss summer.