June is one of the finest things about any year on earth. It is the middle of summer and the middle of the year at the same time. When the scorching summer heat is almost well adapted to and soon the monsoon starts knocking. When you are often asked by your long-distance well-wishers if it rained at your place and what a relief it would have been if it happened at theirs. When the mangoes get ripe and real, melons get ready to be used for all metaphors of sweet and plump, litchis swiftly run on the green lawns to be out of sight again, and when berries are counting their last breaths. It's a month when the birds have a lot of chirping to do and no other noise is capable of dimming their mellifluous bedlam. The squirrels run the fastest, the dogs get laziest and the cats creepiest.
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Selfie with the 'mausam'
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If a year is given the analogy of a movie, June is the part when an already built-up plot has the maximum pressure to indulge the audience till the climax arrives. It is not a space for additions, revelations, or surprises but rather the part meant for the maximum flavor of whatever is.
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A monk who is yet to buy Ferrari and
loves chicken and meditation |
June is the same month when the ant was laboring for the winters and the grasshopper singing to the tune of the weather ("Din kitna sundar hai, naach rahi hun mai"). I speculate that art and a sense of aesthetics were born in June. The season and the situation tempts grasshoppers and artists of all kinds. It is the month of creatives, environmentalists, and lyricists. June is the beloved 'Savaan ka mahina' for the country and it has the best musical experience of the entire year. It is impossible to predict when you might find yourself dancing in June. It makes you tap your feet, and swing to the beat with the utmost nonchalance. It is the month of flirts when every little thing that happens in a day has lots of smiling potential. It is a month that can make anyone forget their exes and prepare them for love again or can make them the happiest single grasshopper in the world! The universe brings all the playfulness of the world in June. June is the month of joy, which is all life is meant for!
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The grasshopper who came to vibe
with me in my appreciation of June
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A monkey gives a candid pose making
two young men reflexively giggle. (In June) |
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June can make the most skeptical of hearts
and most stoic of faces wink with a smile!
(although from behind blue goggles, Ft. Pk)
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If you love summers more than winters like I do, June is the prettiest part of the year. You experience the maximum variations in a day, the most colorful hues of sky, rain and rainbows, heat and relief. At one point you relish the shadows and shades of trees and at the other learn to put on a show when the bright spotlight of the sun gets fixated on wherever you go. The winds swirl and sway the trees, and both stink and fragrance diffuse and disappear quickly. The jasmines have their maximum aroma, and yet your perfumes have their maximum use. June can melt and mold you. It is one of the best months for starting your journey for self-discovery. Scientifically speaking, blood actually flows from your heart to the farthest parts of your body in the peak of summer. The blood capillaries are expanded throughout your body, the cells are freest, and you can never be as lively as you can be in the month of June.
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Pragati giving quite attractive pose in her June
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June is not only about outer beauty but also about inner power. If a year is given the analogy of an essay, June is its no-nonsense body, with minimal connections to the flowery introduction and rhetorical conclusion. The ones which get you maximum marks, not necessarily maximum attention though. If the year is actually a physical body, June constitutes the core muscles, the ones you do rigorous planks for. June cares less about your shape and tests more of your strength. You work out for kicking ass and not necessarily for a chance to hit the flip side of it. June means real business, real emotions, and the heart of everything. June thus gives you a chance to be perfectly confident in yourself and your surroundings, only if you can take it and rock the stage this 'jyesht' month in the Hindu calendar provides.
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June can bring out sassiness from
Srija
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I once read a beautiful poem called
Youth and Age by Khalil Gibran. I still keep reading it every now and then and keep realizing how June can contain an entire lifetime. It starts with a hunger for the unattainable, the wild, the sensational, the sensual, and by the end of it you learn it was all about what you become in the pursuit of what you want rather than the end game itself;). The wilderness is for evolution and growth, it has no isolated pedestal in itself. June starts with you fancying dancing in the rain and ends with you taking pleasure in observing the world from under the shade of your own umbrella. By this time of the year, you get to know that the world is messed up and needs a revolution and at the same time understand that the earth is always revolving around the Sun and you do not necessarily have to die right now.
June can be intoxicating without any casualties of you losing control. June can play an annoying blend of productivity and procrastination which is not distracting in nature, but rather, indulging. June trains you to make perfect boundaries, neither too spiky nor too muddy. It teaches you to balance ambition with amicability. You are no longer afraid of friendships and yet do not go out of your way to establish them. It is a kind of month when everything easily yields and drops and withers away. You learn to appreciate a lot of underrated textures of life be it fragility, softness, volatility or crunchiness and dryness. Historically, Juneteenth (June 19th) was the day when slavery finally ended in America in 1865. June is freedom and self-control at the same time. June is half of a year, a better half rooting for the other better half on a skipping rope.
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Chintu balancing his melting Kulfi,
smile, and tucked in stomach.
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Sumit once shared how he wonders when people doze off in the middle of things. I feel it is just a cooler way to give up on whatever you are doing, maybe for a moment or forever. June comes in the year to teach you to complete things. To see the end of everything you start. It's a half-yearly assessment time, it is envisioning the end when the steps of the stairs are clearer. June does not guarantee smooth execution. There will be lots of obstacles, of course. However, for any problem in the month of June, two solutions can fix absolutely everything. For all external problems, there is sunscreen and for all internal problems, there is water. The Sun God means well when he shines his light upon you but you might not share the same level of receptiveness for his friendship and thus the sunscreens to raise your standards. On the other hand, no month likes dehydration anyways, but the power of water in June cannot get more magical. Drinking water can give you an idea, respite, pleasure, a plain stomach, good digestion, a pretty face, good sleep, a degree, money, sun, moon, and whatnot.
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Kalpu finishes her master's dissertation
and presentation fighting all odds of
boredom and frustration, this June.
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I am grateful for this June in life and all the Junes that have passed on earth and those that are yet to come. My romanticization of the month, hopefully, can be a little palliative to the world outside my bubble. Manipur is still burning with violence, with 4000 houses torched so far. The world has reached a global rise of 1.5 degrees Celsius this June. Uttrakhand (the Dev Bhumi) is dousing communal tensions. Biparjoy is still active making its latest landfall in Gujrat. Accidents, fires, and murders continue in Delhi. Geopolitical tensions are up with nominal fluctuations.
So, I must head back to practicing and exercising all power, magic, and privileges June chose to provide me with. My mission in life is to die working for everyone in the world to enjoy the right of being the grasshopper that sings in the month of June. June is a very 'giving' month, I know she would want to extend the grasshopper revolution to other months. I feel she must be feeling shy right now, modestly looking toward the beauty of the upcoming months.
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I stop my world for expression of my
newly found unreasonable happiness in the reign
of chaos. All of which has everything to do with
the month of June, mostly for no reason at all.
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P.S. June is a pretty name for anyone who is planning a daughter or a pet or similar stuff.
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