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Without air conditioning, you would wake up sweaty, went to bed sweaty, go to the shower sweaty, come out of shower sweaty, and your clothes always wet with your sweat and the pungent odour to accompany you everywhere you are heading to. It is horrible and unpleasant to live in this tropical summer. How many would wish to use this heat to keep them warm in the colder countries, but here the heat is being so cruel to us.
In this heat, even the trees appear defeated. Leaves that should be firm and upward tilting droop, flaccid as an old leaf. The soil is simply arid & dry, to touch. Wonder how the plants stand tall against the sun. It is the usual warmth we have at this time of the year.
Each day the sky is barren with no wind to breeze through. The forest fires are the last thing on my mind, to steal our endless blue for a dull grey and evenings as vermilion hue as the sunsets.
Early one morning, rain fell, calming the boiling lands, large warm drops with stormy winds, lightning & thunder. The soothing petrichor didn't last long, as they struck the hot tarmac, & the hardened soil or were sucked into the dusty mud not leaving a trace.
Winter is still months away. Intermittent rains are the only respite. Already above my head flutters golden brown leaves & trembling virescent hues from the vibrant tall trees. In a few months, those colours would lift my spirit as the harsh warmth goes down & freezing winds come by turning the sky breezy. But, not this insipid tone, fuelling the tree for the winter ahead. This part of the world should never be so arid, muggy, clammy and we can only hope that the late summer will be kinder.
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Nice to hear about tropical weather. 💐🙏🙌👌🌹🥰🥰🥰
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