Life Is Really HOT

Calm, hot summer afternoon.

My forehead feels the heat of the afternoon sun that comes through my half-opened window pane. When I read environment subject, how well do I understand them is always a question. Whether I am able to relate the theory to everyday reality or I just read and get through. Finally, I decided the window on the south east direction of the room is getting a straight hot line connection from the super-hot sun. I reluctantly stood up from the three hours study marathon to relax myself and shutdown the windows.

The windows curtain was lifted only half, I tried to pull down the curtains, I was able to see two young teenagers walking and talking to each other. They both are walking by maintaining a safe distance between them. He is having his both hands in his two sides of the back pocket and she is holding the laces of her backpack. He is having a sheepish smile and a tinge of shy on his face. He was looking at her as they walk, whereas I couldn’t see her face or how well she is holding herself. But I really think they both were enjoying, or else they cannot have a slow walk in that hot afternoon. I could have peeped more to look into her reaction, but I did not want them to notice women pushing her 30’s, with unkempt hair and wrinkled shirts staring at them. For a moment, I lived through my teenage life and recreated the thought of my first walk with a boy, it does not have an impact in my life now, but it certainly had some then.

They are not feeling hot in summer; they are relaxed and walking slowly, to prolong the time to reach the end of the road. For a moment, I thought is this how you look and forget the outside environment when you really love what you are doing. The hot sun, calm afternoon, the lovely road are the perfect moment for them. They are not worried about how things look, or how unplanned the future is going to be. The distance between them or the hand position never changed till they reached the end of the road, or until I could see them.

How lovely, calm and hot life is, when watching through a half opened window curtain. How memorable the life could be lived, by prolonging the time to reach the end of the journey of life. How wonderful life would be if I consider muting the entire world around me. I can put to words all these feelings and emotions but yet caught up in the reality of the world and not the life. However, I have something else to get back, to complete my environment book in the next two hours with a brain kicking caffeine to boost me.