Winter

"I hate the cold. The dryness of the weather and extremely low temperature. No sunlight and add it with the illness that comes along. It acts like the prompt of all the cold faces that I encountered in my life. It makes me sick."

"You never tried to understand the beauty of it. Never envisioned the true significance of winters."

"The beauty of snow falling over the trees, embracing all within range under nature's shield. Covering the whole place like a blanket implying equality for all. Everything is clean and illuminated with brightness, no darkness at all.

Different shaped crystals that drop on your hands as you try to contain all their purity. The chills and shivers that make you snuggle up to your loved ones deepens the affection.

The sweet talks along with the bonfires to make the relationship meaningful and more real.

That hot cup of coffee that you used to sip hanging around with your friends leaves you reminiscing about your younger years.

As the years go by, just a look at the snowy play ground seems enough to take you back to all those years when you with friends and family used to go there and build flecked snow man and once had an unforgettable snow fight where you laughed so hard you cried.

It's a souvenir of the times when you made snow angels and believed in Santa Claus. It's the excitement you had opening the presents.

The cold people and the coldness are the reminder of your mistakes and the lessons. You would never succeed if you can't forgive and forget. Life goes on without you knowing it. No two days would be the same, you could cry watching the negativities or smile neglecting them.

Most importantly, without winters there would be no spring, no summer. You wouldn't notice the reinvigoration that spring brings or the warmth of the summer without shivering in the cold.

It's like the cold breeze that hits your face in the early morning reminding you of a long forgotten love that stays there and whispers your favorite song.

It's the compilation of all the bittersweet memories that made you who you are.

So, Maybe it's about perspective, but for me Winters would always be this beautiful."

                                                            - Anshu Sharma