Biting cold, hands and fingers are shivering,. cool breeze was blowing through tiny holes of window panes, a warmth feeling from the shawl inspired him to play with words that day
Play with words as to make of your own,using those words wisely would not mean that throwing your world to reader but to pull them from their world to yours. The world taught us how to dream but this time it was quite sometime since He had written about anythin,no not written but experienced.
He would have loved to write like that.
He heard X'mass songs everywhere.. silver bells and golden stars signified him the dawn of new year,and He realized how fast a year runs through once life .With a sweet and silent music playing in his iPod , He went back 360 days behind to recollect each moment. He forgiven himself for the mistakes He had done, felt bad for those who got hurt by him, felt happy for those new people whom He met. He wiped his eyes for his heart-breaks, He asked himself what went wrong with old friends who didn't even turn up nowadays, remembered those who were/are with him always. A year went by in a short time, He decided forget the past keeping the memorable moments for the year to come. He reaped new hopes for new year, and started dreaming about his hopes for another set of 365 days. Hmmm not dreaming experiencing the life that is yet to come.
The daemon struck in the meantime, His phone started vibrating and then, He realised that, it was a just a dream, wiped his iPod as his tears splashed on it... So He forgot that evening, Cold clamped him to stick to his warm chair. and He finished writing this post, and it would feel pretentious for someone. But no one can understand the beauty of dreams to nothing but it is like reaching to the stars up there.
He logged off , only after realizing that his poor cell phone is still making noise. He smiled , picked it and said ... "HULLO!!!!!!!"
Inspired By: Happy New Year Wishes for the year 2008.
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