Heat Wave



Dear Sun God,

I hope you know who I am. Remember me? I cursed you just yesterday for troubling us so much. Apologies. Well, all of my friends were writing letters to you. So I thought I might as well try! Who knows, you might melt a little? Okay I am not going to be cheesy.

What is it that troubles you, dear Sun? Why are you venting out all your anger on us? We people on earth have so many problems because of you! Make-up problems, date problems, and what not! Uff, you're being too harsh on us, don't you think?

We're giving you so much attention, and look you…you have the least concern for us! Stop being such an attention seeker, for Heaven’s sake!

DO YOU EVEN REALIZE HOW MANY SKIN PROBLEMS WE GET BECAUSE OF YOU? DO YOU?

We know you're pretty hot. But there's no need to show off so much. Look. I care about you okay? I know you might not be having close friends because of your fiery appearance. We are your friends. We understand you. But please, spare us the heat this time. You know, that day is not far when chickens will start giving hard-boiled eggs because of the scorching heat. And I’m really starting to think, that the Glucon-D ad is true. You are actually sucking out all our energy from us.

And I shall compare you to the Dementors* here. You also happen to suck out all our happiness! Some of us love the summer. Beaches, tanning, pools, short summer dresses! This is what summer is for us. Not badly tanned skin, skin allergies, heat waves and ANNOYING TEMPERATURES!

Hoteliers are complaining too! They say that their accounts have gone down drastically because no one wants to attend pool parties! The water gets heated up within minutes. Oh, of course, I know. You share a mutual feeling of dislike with the Water God because he sometimes obstructs you on your path to 'show off'. You guys don't hang out really often, do you?

And yeah, I heard that you're trying to impress some nymph as well? Listen up, dude. If you're planning to keep scowling at everyone like this, then you'd rather take up an oath of celibacy! You won't get girls this way. Oh sure, I'll give you some training sometime. You know, there were days when people did the Surya Namaskar in reverence to you. But now, they do it ask some mercy from you.

If you don't mend your ways soon, I shall be obliged to send you a Howler*. And you know how embarrassing it would be in case she is with you when the Howler reaches you. Take care, and try to resolve things with the Water guy. You both could do wonders for us, together. Seriously, I hope you're in the best of your health (you certainly are).

Yours lovingly,
Shruti.

Howler*- It is an enchanted red envelope which conveys the message in the sender's voice and then explodes.

Dementor*- A magical creature which sucks out the happiness from people and spreads despair and grief.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

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