Joni Mitchell ain't my genre.But the case of the time's already started here.I am talking about summer'2012.So soon! I just started living winter here in Hyderabad,and look,it's gone.Like that.Below are the threshold point's of summer time.You hop in to office bus(even if it's at 8.30am) and feel the inclemency.Try your best to catch up a face far away on road.You can't,just cause the sun-rays make it reflecting everything.The very idea of going cafeteria to have tea,starts fearing you.Unrelenting swimming,more time in water,timely pacify stuffs.It's already making it harder to chime through summer.In fact,summer's a method of nature's ruthlessness.Along with all of my spiels I'm changing my playlist too.
"They took all the trees, and put em in a tree museum
And they charged the people a dollar and a half to see them
No, no, no
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot"
"Squeaky swings and tall grass
The longest shadows ever cast
The water's warm and children swim
And we frolicked about in our summer skin"