its been a tough few weeks for me.. i know u have loved me a lot.. u love the touch of my skin and the way u ruffle my hair n you love to make me sweat in front of u!! but enuf of it now!! i m tired, i m bored of u.. i hate the way u touch me now.. i hate the way u make my hair look all messed up n dirty ! i dont enjoy the way u stare at me anymore and i simply have overcome the gift u gave me.. those mangoes… yea, there was a time i waited eagerly for u to come by and gift me a few but im satisfied now. i’ve had ample of it now and i need no more pampering from u now every morning.
dearest Summer.. i m now trying to flirt with the clouds.. the PR work wil help me meet Monsoon and i have my eyes on him.. u better leave now for i want some space in my heart, monsoon wil gift me a few rains and that shall spoil the mangoes u gifted me with sheer love! i’m sorry but i now want a tan-free life ! and i cant handle ur scorch anymore ! uff !!! how many times do i have to remind u that i dont love you anymore, stop waiting for me outside the damp parking lots and trespass thru my windows in the afternoon siesta times.
i will miss those picnic days and the way you gave me sun kissed pink cheeks.
let me tell u how much i loved the way u shone on my face. it made me look so fresh n in love i shall always remember the freedom i enjoyed with you lazying around clad in summer shorts n white tees.
i wil always miss those windy evenings you came with and the breezy ice cream dates we went on…
oh summer ! we share a bond that taylor swift shares with her songs but we shall have to capture them all on holiday pic albums and you shall have to leave.
i believe in your dreams of spreading joy! i shall meet you next year ! and i promise we can work out something again (do bring in more mangoes as a bribe for me 😉 ) .
and like a Shakespeare’s poem you have lured me to love u oh! Summer!
until we next meet wish you loads of breezy days and shiny moments to share.
pray monsoon comes soon in my life and we shall b blessed with lots of rainy moments full of love.
adieu the King of Indian weather, my dearest Summer!
love, dazzles n shimmer