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Foggy Mornings

Misty doors, roads, and trees
Every particle starts to freeze
And I stand here with my coffee
Enjoying the view as I see
A blanket of fog moves ever so slowly
And I stare at it waiting for you
Someone to come and melt me
And still how I wish to keep this intact
I don’t know what troubles me more
The cold or the inevitable .

It’s the time of the year when the mighty cold starts surrendering to the mightier sun. And I start missing those pretty foggy mornings as soon as they are gone. I have been laughed at for calling those moist and cold mornings pretty by my fellow inhabitants. But nothing could stop me from gazing into wide horizons waiting for some mystical character to suddenly appear.

I do like sunny days too. And I am privileged enough to spend those chilly mornings sitting inside a temperature-controlled room sipping warm coffee. And I have enough layers to protect me from getting sick. But as I read somewhere, we love these comfy things thanks to the extreme weather waiting for us outside. Like we only understand our blessings after times of hardships.

So, the foggy mornings have now become a thing of the past. And as I walk through these sunny mornings, stripped of the weight of those heavy sweaters and jackets, I find myself counting the months before those dreamy sunrises would greet me again. I know it won’t be any sooner and months of scorching temperatures lie ahead. But yeah, I guess that takes me back to my point. You are truly grateful for your blessings, only after facing adversities.


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Winters

How are we not supposed to feel gloomy on days like this when even sky is fogged up coz of it’s distance from the sun. But winters are still good because we have people or things around us which act like our little sources of warmth. This is proof that although nature is lot more powerful than us, it is still inferior. Because it needs to be constantly near it’s sun to not fog up. But for us humans, even memories have the capacity to warm us up from the inside. We have a timeless tool called emotions which universe does not possess.

But yeah, the kind of cold nature has to bear is beyond our imagination. Even we humans tear up while missing our happy places. So how can we expect nature to be completely fine at all times. And while we can talk to our loved ones, all it can do is to stare at the vast distance from the sun. Or maybe it has a communication method we are unaware of. Still, I wish I could give a warm hug to the nature to melt away all its cold while it patiently waits for its sun.

And if it’s alright for nature to cry in moments of hardships, who are we humans to judge people for crying. Because after all those foggy days only, we can experience the peace that sunlight brings along. Because all that pain and crying is what makes the process beautiful.If nature’s tears can be as beautiful as snow,fog and rain, why are ours ugly. Or maybe beauty really lies in the eyes of beholder.

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