Must Have Been The Wind

Reads 56
Votes 15
Parts 14
Time 10m

Reads 56
Votes 15
Parts 14
Time 10m

Amidst the symphonies of honking horns and street vendors calling out their wares, the wind was the reigning prom-queen. In the scorching heat of summer, the wind was only an occasional visitor. I watched as the townspeople, no longer fanning their sarees, animatedly marveled at the wind's playful escapades. I was finally here, 18 hours and 2 connecting flights later: India.  As I look outside at the orange gold stretched far and wide, the color of a million tangerines, I close my eyes. Face turned to the horizon, I took a deep breath of the summer air. Perfect. The wind continued its playful dance, tugging at my hair, reminding me of the adventure that awaited me this summer.All Rights Reserved

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Amidst the symphonies of honking horns and street vendors calling out their wares, the wind was the reigning prom-queen. In the scorching heat of summer, the wind was only an occasional visitor. I watched as the townspeople, no longer fanning their sarees, animatedly marveled at the wind's playful escapades. I was finally here, 18 hours and 2 connecting flights later: India.  As I look outside at the orange gold stretched far and wide, the color of a million tangerines, I close my eyes. Face turned to the horizon, I took a deep breath of the summer air. Perfect. The wind continued its playful dance, tugging at my hair, reminding me of the adventure that awaited me this summer.

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