Watching water boil in the sun..

 

August heat is on and I feel like a cup of tea more than a cold drink of lime water. 

There is some thing in some part of my brain where a woman descended from now Pakistan had said 'hot drinks cool you down' and I was never able to prove scientifically and so I go light stove in the hot sun.

 I can't see the flame but I hear it. Put some elaichi and so in the water and wait for it to boil up.

Bubbles come up and I turn to put in tea bag.

I  realise that there are some particles or bubbles or something dancing and jumping up from the surface of the water and glinting in the light. The bubbles making a sound and I think I start imagining music.

I wonder if it is spice or dust or what and racking my head to school physics and remembering that water bubbling is boiling but can't remember that there will be these particles jumping which are visible in sunlight

And I stand up and watching the pot boil and then go look for camera. 

And the camera not showing the thing and I dancing round and round the boiling pot to figure out how the light works and how to get the image.

So I can write about it.