The Diary Game | Heat, Grains & My Poetry Love

Hello sweet friends on Steemit 💛

Today I want to share about my simple summer day. The heat is too much these days in Wah Cantt. Sun feels like fire. 🥵 Even if you go outside just 5 minutes, your face start burning. We are drinking water and juice again and again.

In morning I went to rooftop. I saw fresh wheat grains spread there. My in-laws send us these wheat from village. We dry them in sunlight so they can be cleaned and saved. I touched them with hand — they feel warm and soft. These wheat are special for us because they are pure, not from shop. In village people work hard to grow these.

After this, I came back inside because heat was too much. I sat in my room with fan and AC on.

I drank cold water and then I picked one of my favourite books. I love reading Urdu poetry. It makes me feel relaxed and sometimes emotional also.

Today I read some poems from my diary and also some famous poet lines. Urdu words have special deep feelings. When I read slowly, I feel connected to my culture and heart. My daughter was sleeping and house was calm so it was perfect time for reading.

I also looked at my old drawing of a dog I made some time ago. Drawing is another hobby but now I don’t get much time. Still, I keep my sketch safe.

So this was my day. A mix of hot sun, fresh grains, and quiet poetry time. Alhamdulillah for peaceful home moments. I hope you also had a good day 🌸

Please like my post if you enjoyed, and tell me what kind of poetry you like? I want to learn from you also.

With love,
Mahaaa 💫