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Wordless Wednesday: Cloudy Kuwait

Wordless Wednesday: Cloudy Kuwait

This pic is from the unprecedented rainy months last winter in Kuwait. It rained like there was no tomorrow.

While many rain records were broken, a lot of us who are used to 50 degree summers surely weren’t complaining as cool and cloudy days greeted us day in and day out. These were moments to cherish.

Linking this post with Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday.

Skywatch Friday: Kuwait Sunset

Kuwait Sunset

Kuwait Sunset

The sun sets in Kuwait on another hot summer day

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Linking to Skywatch Friday

Life by the window seat

Life by the window seat

Sometimes it makes you lose yourself amidst the clouds.

Sometimes it takes you to lush green fields and valleys.

Sometimes it takes you to mountains far and beyond.

Sometimes it gives you a sneak peak of the coastline.

Sometimes you experience the day and a lot of light all around while at other times its the night and only the loneliness and the darkness that sticks around with you.

Sometimes you see the snowy winter while at others times you feel the hot summer or the monsoons.

Sometimes it takes you to a world you have only dreamt of.

Sometimes it makes you forget your emotions and brings a smile on your face.

Sometimes it makes you think of your troubles and brings a tear to your eyes.

Life by the window seat is sure to give you all these experiences and more.

Linking to #MyFriendAlexa 

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Microblog Mondays: The rising mercury..

The mercury touches 50 degrees

The mercury touches 50 degrees

The summer has slowly but surely set in many parts of the world. As the mercury touched a scorching 50 degree Celsius (122 degree Fahrenheit) for a while here in Kuwait today, I was left wondering on the trials and tribulations various people around the world undergo due to extreme weather events.

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Kuwait diaries: A walk at the Marina Beach

The winter months in Kuwait are the best time for taking a stroll at the numerous beaches. The maximum temperatures at about 12-15 degrees are way cooler than the 50+ degrees it rises to during the summer months.

Taking advantage of the same, I stepped out for a walk at the Marina beach a few moons ago. And I must say it was a pleasure just watching the tranquil waters of the Persian Gulf with the cool breeze hitting one’s face.

Kuwait Marina Beach

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Five Sentence Fiction: Scorching

The scorching sun..

The scorching sun..

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“How can they make you work such long hours under the scorching sun? This is totally inhumane.”

Raj had come over to the city with dreams of giving his family a better life in the village considering the salary he was being offered would help him enroll his children in the best of schools. But over the last year or two, the long hours under the extreme heat had taken a huge toll on his body and mind. Had he made the right choice?

Written for Five Sentence Fiction Prompt: Scorching. Read the other entries here.

Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – July – My post no 18 for this month.

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42 word fiction: The heat..

“The extreme heat has taken a toll on his body and mind.

He seems really weak and his speech has become slurred over the last few minutes.”

Before anyone could realize, he fell onto the ground.

The heat had taken another life.

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100 word fiction – The lifeless farm..

The lifeless farm..

The lifeless farm..

PROMPT -© Marie Gail Stratford

“Our lifeless farm is proof that this summer has been the harshest on record. How will we survive? The silo has grains that would last only for a few more days.”

Linda listened in silence as Sam expressed his utter disappointment. Disappointment was slowly turning into nervousness and fear. With consistent rains over the last couple of years, Linda and Sam had a bountiful harvesting season and lots to eat.

But this year, it hadn’t rained one bit. The situation had become so dire that if it didn’t rain soon enough, they would be forced to cut on their meals.

Written for the photo prompt and you can read the other entries here.

Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – May – My post no 6 for this month.

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