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Monday, January 12, 2009

Winter




Autumn rolled back his rust-gold cloak and Winter descended in her pristine white gown.

Surveying her playground almost scornfully, she wafted down. Crossing the mountains, she blew kisses, and it turned foggy. Descending further, she twirled her gown, flakes of snow floated about. She smiled, snow started to form ice.
Winter sighed, the valley shivered.

Sleighs, snowmen, bonfires dotted the landscape. Bears hibernated, birds flew south. It was a kaleidoscope of blankets, mufflers, sweaters, heaters. Rosy cheeks, red noses, huddled people .Hot chocolate, soups, coffee, dry fruits, cognacs.

Winter happily surveyed her handiwork. She loved to linger on. However she saw Spring was already laying out his veil of new green.
Winter sighed before rolling back, and the valley shivered for the one last time that season.

When Winter reached back, the other Seasons gave her the customary high fives & hugs. Winter knew she’d done her job well for another year.

2 comments:

Neel said...

Nondini....you bet the Winter has done her job brilliantly....making us shiver and tremble in the cold....i am sure the Winter has her own dedicated fan club...but Summer is always the one for me...I guess its because i was born in the full flight of Summers....Winter is just too depressing,dark and cold for me.....apart from making us wear all those mufflers and sweaters and forcing us to gulp down endless cups of coffee, it really does precious little.....and thank God its waning out....The beautiful Spring is on her way to embrace us all....
Beautifully done Nondini...being a winter fan yourself,i guess the winter is fading too soon for your liking......

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