Monday 11 June 2012

Summer : My Impressions

With the summer slowly heading towards its peak, and our artificial luxury sources sometimes taking a rest in the form of breakdowns, the only solace I seek is a refreshing walk outside where I get to gaze at some of natures unique and ethereal creations....as I step out, I am greeted by the enflaming crimson gulmohar, which seems to have gone mad,  the greater the heat, the more the bloom , it seems to say, pushing the green foliage down to minimal and only on the fringes; the stunning yellow cassia with its eye-catching pendulous spikes, without even a  tinge of green,.... can a soul passby it  without experiencing a few moments of absolute bliss....the jacaranda too with its purple cringed flowers though not so, bold and beautiful, meets my eye, just enough to, leave an impression .....that will not be as easy to brush away. A few yards ahead, the mango and the litchi trees laden with fruits still to ripen, attract a motley crowd of street urchins and the privileged, competing with each other, in collecting the maximum number, using , sticks and stones, with the more daring ones  risking a hurried climb onto the trunk too. The lonely jamun, full of sweet scented lemon yellow blossom stands in the company of the straggling mulberry, which is now totally bereft of the juicy fruits borne on the branches nearer to the ground, and which were within reach of one and all, is now catering only to the appetite of its feathered friends, resting and roosting on its upper branches..Further ahead, inside the park, kids and adults of all ages vie for the verdant spaces,....a few younger ones staring and blinking from their cosy little moving abodes , the prams...the slightly older ones smile from ear to ear as they slide down those colourful installations in the centre...the giggle of the kindergarten ones too echoes around spreading joy and laughter on an otherwise  warm and sultry evening...and imbibing the good cheer and the spirit, are the old and not so old walking, jogging and strolling at their own paces, looking to carry the positive vibes home..helping them get over their problems big and small...

1 comment:

  1. Why dont you make it a poetry.
    Like
    SLOW CRIMSON SUMMERS
    PEAK OF SUMMERS WITH ARTIFICIAL LUXURY
    IN BREAK DOWNS OF SOLACE, WITH REFRESHING
    ETHEREAL GREENS, CRIMSON FLAMING GULMOHAR
    WITH BLOOMING FOLIAGE HEAT, EYE CATCHING
    CASSIA WITH STUNNING SPIKES...

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