Spring Is Hell

Spring is hell for those who suffer from allergies. This tree is squeezing the life and breath out of me. To think I took many photographs of this tree without knowing that it would haunt my lungs. Dear Platanus X Hispanica, no more snaps of you.

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Neha Viswanathan. City-hopping, trivia-gathering, identity-hunting. Obsessions include culture, social software, cities, literature, internet, music, history, marketplace and anything that doesn't twinkle.
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3 Responses to Spring Is Hell

  1. megha says:

    huzzah!

    and i thought I was the lone soul, dreading the onset of spring.

    :)

  2. reshma says:

    Though…it does not look and feel like spring anywhere close to where i live. This version of spring is surely hell. :(

  3. Megha: Dread is the word. Delhi gets a bit bad. But the sheer amount of pollen here is killing, especially on the days that I go slightly out of the city. Aaah!

    Reshma: I hear you. Wales and Spring simply don’t appear to rhyme.