Hear n’ There

This one is supposed to be about the things I like about summers….
Holidays. Frikkin’ holidays, dear frikkin’ hols

Yeah, I love mangoes and mango-shakes too. I have lived in Mumbai for like about ten years or so. People used to gift Petis of Hapoos all the time there. Alphonso rocks, we don’t need all those boxes to have Export Quality written on them to convince us that they are good.
Short Clothes. Power and water are not the only things that Delhi faces a shortage of during this season.

The end of the season. Amazing buy one, and get another for free discounts. Personal advice- Lee offers good schemes.

Birds. The lovely birds which come all the way from Siberia to India and help us gain foreign exchange from tourism and fill newspapers. For the record, I don’t care; as long as they do not give a shit near me.

Tags. Bloody tags which help me do something constructive, productive and useful on this blog.

Brain Cells. They work over-time figuring out what they I about the summer. It comes out with nothing. Impressive.

I am just sorry am supposed to write eight things; but I just cannot. Call me misanthropic, devil’s son or dad; I don’t care. I just hate summers. Next time I’ll do some extra tags. Just excuse me this time, it is really hot in here and I can’t take off all my clothes.

PS: I do not have any pending tags. Finally, and hope Tania excuses me for the delay. The next one will probably be a post of a more serious tone.

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