Have you ever walked into a furnace voluntarily?
I did, today; by just walking out on the road.
Not only are the palms of my hands tanned, but I'm also equipped with unmatched respect and understanding for all those who have no choice, but to labour in the open - be it the sun, or the ruthless sun.
We Indians love summer and it looks like summer is loving us back, a little too much!
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Ha I only like the sun if there is water nearby, otherwise a whitey like me doesn't have so much fun haha
Haha! Thanks for your comment Marlee! We do have the Bay of Bengal nearby, so I'm sure you'll like all the 'browning' you'll get here!
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