Let July be July, August be August.
and let yourself just be...
With rain-filled roads, bathed leaves, and clouds crafting love stories in the sky, enhancing the moon's beauty, July felt like forever this time.
Finally, it is marking its end today. No matter how beautiful July was, it felt longer than ever, for I was waiting for August. It is so human to resent something despite its beauty and goodness in the desperate desire of another. But life lately is all about taking things real. And however stupid this may sound, it is what it is.
Hi!
How are you? What is it that you are desperately waiting for? What has occupied you apart from big boss reels these days? I hope you answer these questions. If not to me, to someone you share your heart with or simply to yourself. I so hope you answer these questions.
Did you know one sunflower stem costs 150 rupees? I didn’t know this before. July taught me the price of a sunflower stem. Also that even if I love sunflowers, I wouldn’t buy them unnecessarily (not even for myself). Weird, how when it comes to money, we often become choosy about things. Money lets us put our needs before our wants. To pick durability over beauty. It makes our brains function and hearts rest. It’s quite fascinating how the cost of something influences us. Distilling our reality from fantasies.
So, the poor girl met sunflowers in July and didn’t buy them. Had it been August, perhaps things could be different. It is also human to let go of their love when the timing is not right.
I finished reading ‘A Man Called Ove’. One of the most captivating stories I have ever read. There is something special about the love that stays when the lovers leave. This book lets that beauty touch you on every page. Love keeps us alive. Ove kept Sonja alive with him, Parvaneh shall keep Ove alive with her. We all live forever through love.
So, July gave me my most memorable read but August gave me birth.
It is also human to choose your past over the present at times.
ps: I have chosen July and August as an analogy to bring out ironies in life. To point out that we often minimise what we have because we are too busy glorifying what we don’t. I have no intention to put July down and elevate August in any way. July had been a beautiful month. Thank God for the same. Also, hopeful for August!
I found a poem relating to the heroes of this newsletter. Sharing an extract from the same.
Let July Be July by Morgan Harper Nichol
Let July be July.
Let August be August.
And let yourselfjust be
even in
the uncertainty.
You don’t have to fix
everything.
You don’t have solve
everything.
And you can still
find peace
and grow
in the wild
of changing things.
With this, we have arrived at the end of this newsletter and month as well. Hoping to write to you soon with some new beginnings. Until then, start saving money. Maybe the regret of not buying a sunflower is way heavier than its cost price.
Aakanksha.
What a masterpiece you're ❣️🔥