A chill is finally in the air, begins are the old habits. Parents make their children downy and old folks gather around the flickering fire, narrating tales of their own so much in such details. The smell of smoke with the echoes of the elderly sounds brings pure joy, more warmth in the air-what a wonderful feeling!. The birds are in the sky going to a suitable place, searching for a new home singing good riddance for now, thus welcoming the classic winter for its homecoming.
The dawn is slowly breaking; some neighbors are going home and some friends have gone home too .But, I will be here waiting, hoping for joy and lighting the neighborhood. The year’s hard-works are ending; its time to take rest from the hectics of life, materials and the season has just arrived to heal all things that are tiring, sorrowful and all tears of foretaste of rapture to come. For, the winds of Celebrations have arrived to remind us of all great things in life that are nothing but pure and divine. Let us all come together in songs of joy and harmony, lets forget sadness for a moment; gather around, warm ourselves in the fire place, Peace and goodwill be with everyone.