Sounds of Summer

Sitting in the last vestiges of my childhood winter garden Sound of coo-woo reverberates around. The cry of koel Reminds not only of Summers But also of examination season Of School and then College. Of anxiety and trepidation Sometimes panic, That mind may go blank. Was it fear of failure Or of moving up one... Continue Reading →

Summer Song

The all too brief spell of Spring After the not too cold Winter, Gives way to the heat of Summers. The dying flowers of winter And the Shalmali Spread their last burst of colours. The brightening sunshine And the golden yellow of Amaltas The flaming red-orange of Gulmohar Herald the way to Summers.

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