Sunlit Bike rides,boyfriends and watermelons

Here I am watching CNN, peeling a Naval orange and chomping on the juicy pulp that i thrust into my mouth.I sit here and reminisce my rides..motorbike rides on the streets...
July...
The sunlight fell on those buildings just exactly the very way they fell on the buildings five years ago when i sat on the pillion of my then boyfriend's bike..
we rode the same streets in july and the sunlight just fell then and there at that place on the same buildings ,the very same way that i see now as i ride my own motorbike as i pass those very streets..

Newer buildings are up too..some flyovers being constructed too..Metro work and repairs too...

Hmmmmm...the temperature,, just the lil warmth of july in the evenings...hmmmm,.where do the watermelons figure , you ask?

I am coming to that.
In the Summers, when i first became friends with this guy back then, i used to take a cab everyday.

Every single day(like it was some kind of obsession) to this guy's home, and spends hours with him at his home, braving the ghetto(yeah he lived in the ghetto).

Can you imagine taking a cab everyday to a ghetto?...the cab driver rises an eyebrow at why a woman like me is taking a cab right from the medschool to this ghetto..I used to do this...

Now, on retrospect, I am not even sure if he wanted me everyday like that....but one such summer afternoon, when i had gone there to visit him...He briefly went into the other room and reappeared with a small lil watermelon and gave it to me..and it was so hot outside and i had just travelled a distance to reach his home..
i smiled like a child.. grabbed the watermelon and said "for me?"
and then he cut it for me...

Hmmmmm...summer trips .

I even once purchased yellow flowers and a earthern flower pot one day for him and gave it to him ...Not sure he liked them ...but hey , whatever...
Now , it is just, WHATEVER.