Delhi Summer ...hot hotter hottest

Winter is not as long as it should be
Spring has gone shorter than it used to be

But the stifling hot summer drags on....

endlessly.

Heat fumes and dust storms 
create mirages of water pools at the end of every road, 

Car tyres and foot prints sink in and get imprinted

as black tar melts on the roads,

Sweat trickles non stop 

from every pore,

Every breath, hot air burns 

through the face, body, mouth and nose.

Standing under the hot sun
I squint
as the hot blast of the sun flares
burn my red face

I look around 
I wonder

am I standing next to a furnace?

Every summer, year after year, 

as Delhi scorches through 48 degrees

I wonder....
how does common man survive 
this blistering heat?

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