June

 

June

We are halfway through 2023 and it is June again.

Virginia Woolf said once, “June was white. I see fields with white daisies”. Yet I say June is red, and yellow. And Purple may be. I see a sky burning bright yellow with Gulmohar. Or a morning sky pastelled with Azar .

Purple.  Who is your purple?

Purple is the person who came into your life at the very onset. Someone who changed your life. Your purple is the person who came into your life and made it better by just being there.

As yet it’s June again.

June is the month of beginning.

The first.

June is the month of second chance and reconciliation.

Of yearning and agony.

Of longing and belongingness.

June is the moth of waiting hour.

June is the month of some old misunderstanding,

Some mistakes.

And a lifelong ‘what if..!’

So yes, it is June again.