It may sound a bit strange but I am fascinated with India. It’s normal to love your country, but the ‘fascination’ part is usually reserved for far-flung places. In my case, I am in awe of my own country. There is a certain charm about the Indian summer vibe that makes my heart puff up with happiness. I believe the summer induces us to toss the anxieties of life and pause with the lull in the air.
There must be something about the summertime that it’s so covetously chased by people from all around the world. And though Indians don’t love summers that much, I love the summer here. By stating that, I don’t mean that I enjoy the extreme heat that almost boils us. All I intend to say is that I like the atmosphere associated with the Indian summer – there is a kind of old-world simplicity about it. I like the idea of sitting under the cool shadow of a tree and watching the day go by.
There isn’t an iota of doubt about India’s versatility when it comes to places and people, food and culture, landscapes and architectural legacies, and so on. To put it more aptly, I would say that there is no end to what you can explore here in India. However, the beauty that you experience or feel within your heart is far more inspiring than the beauty that your eyes can see. Perhaps that’s what the summer life of India looks like. It’s soulful and enriching without much ado.
Although India is unbearably hot in the summer, the feeling of laid-back happiness keeps you going. I love the fact that my country is devoured for its warmth. I want to reminisce about an afternoon in Jaisalmer – although it was the month of March, it was pretty hot during the day, which made me stay in and catch up on work. Since I had checked out of my room, the hotel staff arranged a space for me on the rooftop under a shade, where they had the kitchen. It was a lovely ‘summerlike’ atmosphere. There was a foreign chick, who had reclined with a book, while I was busy typing on my laptop and also chatting with the hotel chaps. In a while, a table was laid before me for my lunch to be served. I just had a hint that there was someone outside in the sun. After I had my food, I stepped out of the shade to find a washbasin, and to my amusement, I saw a shirtless foreign lad soaking in the sun. To be honest, I was a bit taken aback to see him taking in the sun while it was so hot. I quipped one of the waiters about that foreign guy and I got this remark, “They like it.” I look back at that afternoon with a lot of fondness, because it was all about the ordinary pleasures of life.
I believe summer afternoons are meant for leisure. I guess the heat in the air tells us to pause for a while and just watch life like a spectator.
What do you have to say? Do like the ‘summertime’ in India?
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