THE SEASON CLOCK

graphics- Reshma R 

I wake up to a morning cup of tea with a dash of ginger, an extra spoon of sugar, certainly brewed to perfection. The bed, the culprit so to say pulls me back to sleep.

   With the rains giving the city a clean wash on the previous night, the city has a pleasant breeze in the morning. Cold air sneaks trough the tiny hole in the window like an intruder in my comfort zone.

  I wonder why there is something to crib about each morning. While in winter I only wished there was just two more extra minutes to couch under the quilt, in summer, the hyperactive mosquitoes and heat ring the bell even before the alarm does. It is now that a fantasy thought strikes.

  What if we had the season clock run on a daily basis? To be precise, what is it was summer like conditions in the morning, winter in noon and downpour at night?

  The sun rays giving a warm kiss in the morning and pulling us out of bed to a brighter world, a cooler noon pacifying the scorching heat, making the hot noon meal taste more delicious and then slowly lead to the night when the drizzle scents the air with the aroma of wet mud. Wouldn't it be a blessing in disguise if autumn and spring visited us for tea time?

  My mom’s call after five rounds of the alarm snooze drags me to the world of reality. It is then that I wonder- Hey when would the watermelons and mangoes come into the market if this happened?