Greetings my fellow bloggers,
It has been yet another beautiful day in this tropical country where even when the monsoon hits the temperature stays up at thirty five Celsius degrees. Some might say April is bleak as the skies are always Grey and threatening to downpour without a single warning. Well, for us it is the perfect time of the year besides December. Even though sun can really do no harm I hate to admit it somewhat hurt the eyes and the dry breeze takes scents anywhere it wills and it does not help at all when you are trying to suppress the inevitable thirst that cannot be quenched. Imagine mouthwatering different flavors in air when you have foolishly determined not to give in. Ah! and the sounds of beating hearts... You understand what I am talking about, right?
So comparatively April is one of the best and the safest months in year for humans out there and for us too, where we don't get to make a freak show out of ourselves trying to bite someone in public. Obviously people would think we are crazy.. So gullible. They would go to any length to refuse superstition or shall I say, TRUTH?
I can hear the rain pattering on my windows as I am typing, such a beautiful sound.... Due to lack of wind I can only smell the fresh earth and moss mostly and it is enticing in a non edible way.I can only hear the non stop badgering of rain against my roof . Apparently being deprived of scent works for me perfectly well. Most of the time I barricade my self in my library and enter my fantasy world where dragons, mermaids, damsels in distress, Hades, Tom Sawyer and all the other mythical creatures are very real. I tread the alleys in Paris hand in hand with a handsome young man, I fight the most gruesome battles along with brave knights knowing that none of us will see the sun tomorrow and I cower behind a huge boulder while a fierce dragon is trying to spit flames on me the second he senses me moving. I do not wish to enter the bitter reality where an inescapable thirst awaits me. I wish we remained characters in one of my books, so we would get to kill whichever character we choose whenever we please. Oh! cruel reality how I hate thee!!!
I am going to stop writing now to escape to another adventure full of mythical characters, wink wink!!!!
Until we meet again bid thee farewell my fair ones!!!!!
It has been yet another beautiful day in this tropical country where even when the monsoon hits the temperature stays up at thirty five Celsius degrees. Some might say April is bleak as the skies are always Grey and threatening to downpour without a single warning. Well, for us it is the perfect time of the year besides December. Even though sun can really do no harm I hate to admit it somewhat hurt the eyes and the dry breeze takes scents anywhere it wills and it does not help at all when you are trying to suppress the inevitable thirst that cannot be quenched. Imagine mouthwatering different flavors in air when you have foolishly determined not to give in. Ah! and the sounds of beating hearts... You understand what I am talking about, right?
So comparatively April is one of the best and the safest months in year for humans out there and for us too, where we don't get to make a freak show out of ourselves trying to bite someone in public. Obviously people would think we are crazy.. So gullible. They would go to any length to refuse superstition or shall I say, TRUTH?
I can hear the rain pattering on my windows as I am typing, such a beautiful sound.... Due to lack of wind I can only smell the fresh earth and moss mostly and it is enticing in a non edible way.I can only hear the non stop badgering of rain against my roof . Apparently being deprived of scent works for me perfectly well. Most of the time I barricade my self in my library and enter my fantasy world where dragons, mermaids, damsels in distress, Hades, Tom Sawyer and all the other mythical creatures are very real. I tread the alleys in Paris hand in hand with a handsome young man, I fight the most gruesome battles along with brave knights knowing that none of us will see the sun tomorrow and I cower behind a huge boulder while a fierce dragon is trying to spit flames on me the second he senses me moving. I do not wish to enter the bitter reality where an inescapable thirst awaits me. I wish we remained characters in one of my books, so we would get to kill whichever character we choose whenever we please. Oh! cruel reality how I hate thee!!!
I am going to stop writing now to escape to another adventure full of mythical characters, wink wink!!!!
Until we meet again bid thee farewell my fair ones!!!!!
