Sandy Toes and Salty Kisses.

Funny flip-flops, over-sized sunglasses, floppy hats, castles made out of pearly white sand on the sea shore, spaghetti tops and tiny shorts, skirts dancing with pleasure, floral prints, headbands adorning pretty bows, slick ponytails with a flower tucked behind your ear, sea shells, watermelons, cool mock tails, daisy dukes, ocean breeze, toned and tanned, martinis & lemonades, dreamy romance, the feeling of grass under your bare feet, your head bobbing to the tunes of the music banging inside your ears, palm trees smiling down upon your sun-kissed skin, sunscreens with as high an SPF as possible.

~~ And memories are just waiting to happen.

Because it's summer ~~~

Well, need I say more ? Summer is here. I won't lie, Summer has never been my favorite time of the year, but white linens, clear waters and colorful flip-flops always somehow succeed in covering up for the unbearable heat.

Because I haven't holidayed much with my friends, Kyra would have to endure a lot with me this summer. Every little thing I ever wanted to do would cross our way and Lakme's precious gift of a fun-loving, outgoing girl, Kyra, could never have gotten any better. A good read can lighten up even the dullest of the days, Kyra and I would pack our favorite summer romances, skirts and shorts, our sun expert, because when it comes to summer and my skin, I'm never clumsy, not that I'm a freak, my oily skin just doesn't give me the luxury of avoiding it, lest it punishes me with little hills and valleys on my face, and then we would head towards spreading smiles and enjoying adventure sports on the beach. Someone very rightly said 'Life's good, on the beach !'

But always with the right kind of sun protection.

Every man worries, be it any season, or any reason. Earlier, it used to be all about summer vacations from school, holiday homework, models and collages, and now, its about finding a new job. This summer, I want to divulge into a new fantasy world and forget about the world that I'm existing in right now. Career, jobs, flings, leaving all of it behind and looking forward to a holiday I wouldn't forget until my last breath. Who wouldn't want it anyway ?, but because my imagination has earned the privilege of running wild this summer, I'm not going to restrict it, whatsoever.

Life would be like a beautiful summer portrait. An uncompromising passion would take birth and spread the kind of joy that is unknown to man. It would feel like a never-ending journey of mirth. Laugh lines would adorn me and Kyra an unfair number of times. The presumptuous sun would also have to give up in front of our Lakmé Sun Expert, letting us share shy glances with strangers. Vacant silence of sunshine meddling with the rustling of leaves. And we would no longer know what to do and what to expect anymore. Surprises feel good on a summer morning, don't they ?

Amazing fireworks jeweling the night sky, me dancing my heart out, and Kyra ?, our little miss Sunshine, she is in for a treat this summer. Summer, as they say, is all about happy beginnings and new stories. Ours will be no different. Every morning, more beautiful than the one we had yesterday, we will live by the current and play by the tide, tales of people bitten by wanderlust, infectious smiles, pleasant ambiance, healthy glowing skin, butterflies in our stomachs, and the lovely sun, watching us all from above, probably humming the Summer of '69.

You know? Besides the heat, Summer always had an indifferent charm to it, I want to live up to it and embrace it with Kyra. Tales of strange people with stranger tastes, lending them an ear for their experiences, sharing some of your own, telling them you have all the time in the world, ain't it beyond beautiful ? I say it is. And I recognize that sweet nod of yours.

If you're not barefoot in the sand, you're over-dressed.

I and Kyra, would let sand slip between our curly toes, eat crabs, wear flowers in our hair, smile at strangers and give hostility a run for its money, make friends with water, enjoy our summer romance, share the sweetest of the salty kisses and live an alternate existence for that while, just that while, because if a June night could talk, it would probably boast of inventing romance.

Its a smile, Its a kiss, Its a sip of wine; Because, its Summer time !!

Fun in the Sun.
(R to L) Me, My dad and My brother on our trip to Goa last summer.
The setting sun  is peeping in so beautifully.

It was such fun writing this post, I'm sure you too enjoyed summer through my eyes :)

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