Chilly Winter mornings , and the chilly feelings, wanting the hottest coffee, wanting to again bunk, wanting to sleep five minutes more, wanting to be away from the world and again sleep and dream. Dream the dream I want to dream, whatever I feel is the best for me..or else what gives me the happiness of being me or which gives me happiness even while I am dreaming.
Chilly winds …..so cold, feeling the moves the wind blows and feeling the warmth on the chilly wind. Going with the wind, thumping heart because of this cold…Chilling the bones…Yes I don’t want to feel the cold so I go for heating myself, Yes the heater is there but poor us Loadshedding prevails. During warm summer we want chill and in this cold chilly winter we want heat. May be this is the human nature and this is something everyone want.
Its normal to go for chill in summer and heat in winter, but it is also normal to enjoy in the burning heat of the warm summer days and equally enjoying the cold chilly winters. At least I would love to do this. I would love to accept it as it is , accept the real real reality away from the dream I dream, away from the desires and thoughts that I believe, the ideals I live by.
Accepting this chilly days as of now and feeling it, trying to excavate something , yes me ..Yes myself after all, how much changed I feel in the summer and the winter days. Warm clothes that I wear like now, protecting me from this cold but does these clothes make me away from the feeling of being cold. No they just can’t stop me to feel the chill that I am feeling through the pores in this body or because of the sensitivity, what else that is making me feel the chill..Yes this December must be the one..that is making me to feel this feeling..but what but its not nascent I believe.
I am wondering about the changes that I feel while I am living sometimes there is heat and sometimes chilly..nothing to feel more than this the changing time and its wonderful magics,,,,the magic of feeling hot, the magic of feeling cold and the magic it does changing us day by day each day.
It is same summer and it is same winter and its is the same feeling but every time they come and go they lead me a little ahead, little ahead I go and little increase in the age just one number more… what else than this…a little more experienced I become, a little more BIG…
Oh its so cold today, the cool cool another december day…nothing more..again passage of this golden time and I here wondering wondering how can I get warmth…oooohhh..nah!!! how can I enjoy this very beautiful cool cool december day..
P.S. Chilly hours ..with chilly feelings…
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