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Dear Blog, Its summer now as you know. The heat has increased and you know how charged up usually I am during this season, its my favorite season much to the horror of some people especially mom. I love summer. I like the fact I am able to do with only 5-6 hrs of sleep daily. I like the fact that I don’t feel dull or bored as I do in winters. I call winter as a pessimistic season and summer as an optimistic one. You have no choice but to be on your toes and do something to take your mind off the heat. But this year I am seriously sad. I am missing the exams and the summer holidays, which used to follow them. You know blogy, after you start working and “grow up” nobody really asks if u want a holiday, a change from your routine work. Nor have I been asking myself. But I do, I miss my summer holidays terribly.. Exams too.. I think its always good to have a dose to adrenalin rushing in the body, it keeps our mind alert and doesn’t not allow us to think of nonsense stuff, like some of the ...

HAHAHAHA!! My boss( aka head) guffawed.. we had just come out of a boring 2 hour meeting.. no she dint find the meeting amusing or anything. Why would she or anybody? If you are asked to sit through a boring meeting right after you have had a good lunch, wouldn’t one rather sleep then?… I wanted to sleep. I was so badly trying to control myself, actually my head was dangerously bending towards the desk.. I started to do something which I hadn’t done in a loooong time.. open my book and start sketching.. this time with a pen and my diary in which i was supposed to noting down the minutes of the meeting :D Ok before I forget, my boss who is 30 yrs my senior in age and experience was looking at my sketch and laughing.. I had drawn the chairperson of that meeting who was sitting right in front of me! :D.. see the pic I started drawing seriously when I was in 4th std. When I had typhoid and was at home for 1 month.. my mother dint allow me to read( my fav of all the pastimes) or watch TV.. ...

That’s how it is when one is swinging!! I love swings!! Those small seats tied to 2 ropes which goes wheeeeeeee back and forth, up and down, have always been my favorite!! I remember all those days of going to cubbon park almost 2 decades back and waiting for my turn to sit on those swings while my dad would push it, and it would go high up in air! Wheeeeee!!! :D I even loved those uncomfortable “ well rope” swings temporarily put up on to a sturdy jack fruit tree back in our village, when all the cousins got together during summer holidays! I used to love it when it used to go high up in air and I would stretch one of my hand ( one hand firmly holding the rope ofcourse) to touch the tree top and the sky!… apart from the pushing and jostling the innumerable kids to use the swing first and for a longer duration! Yes of course, those ropes did hurt, so I have voluntarily given up many times to the next cousin in the Que! Years passed, I grew up, err a bit too big for a swing :( at 5 feet...