its winter

Memories of winter always brings an intense feeling of cold.. my winter memories, i dont know, winter in Mumbai is not all that cold, but still when i was very young, that is when i was studying in primary school n all, i used to get up early inn the morning, like around 5:30 or 6:00 am. n i remember getting out of the bed being the hardest thing to do. it was so cozy in the bed, u know, those thick blankets, warm bed, fluffy n cozy pillow to hug, shut windows. i used to keep the fan running. i kinda needed to have it running on the ceiling. was addicted to the noise it makes. so when mum used to come n turn off the fan n switch on those lights, it was an uncomfortable, sad n irritated feeling. but then i would drag myself out of bed. n if at all my hand rubbed on the cold walls of the room, it was like a cold-jolt, giving goosebumps all over. i kind of miss all that now. going to bath was another hard part. water was so cold. still i would get naked, holding a cup of chilling cold water in my hand, eyes shut tight, teeth clenched, fingers curled into a fist and toes held hard on the wet tiles of the bathroom. pouring down the first mug is the most difficult act. rest is bearable, once you get used to the cold water. the first mug sometimes used to make me shout or jump in the bathroom. i miss it. i seriously do. wearing a sweater n going to school was fun. it hid the daily school uniform color. getting out of house into the cold n feeling the cold smell could make me go crazy. i loved it. n when i reach my classroom, once again everyone in our white n grey uniformed class looked colourful in those outer-wears......

..... nights too were cold. going to sleep was a lovely feeling. after all the days work, getting on the bed, forgetting the cold outside, feeling all warm. those were the coziest, most loved, most comfortable sleeps of my life. i miss them.

Winter now has a different feel. its a feel of love...or maybe lust. i dont know. now its the need of a woman to make you warm, when only a blanket or a sweater was all u needed earlier. every touch of hers can give you goosebumps. she can still get you to have your eyes shut, fingers tightened into fist, toes hardened. but all this has a different feel now. all these has an innocence of its own. her sweater can make you feel happy. its smell could make you go crazy. her hug could make you feel comfortable n cozy. getting up in the morning is again a lazy chore here. you just feel like lying there with her, hugging her, kissing her, feeling her warmth. u might wonder if those childhood cozy mornings u spent, hugging those pillows n lying curled under the blanket, could ever make you feel this way.its a special feel in itself. maybe taking a bath wouldn't be so hard now, when you know there is someone right beside you to make you feel warm whenever u want to. sipping a hot coffee cuddling in each others arms, talking to each other, gossips, loving each other more every moment, makes your life a lot more colourful....just like your classrooms with kids in those coloured sweaters....

...life's short. n nature has planned it good enuf for you to love it your way. EnJoY it :)