Few days back on a morning run, as I picked up the pace and gasped out a long breath, a cloud of smoke spread out in front of me making strange patterns.

“So, we have finally reached the precipice of the festive season.” I thought to myself.

Very soon, staying up till late night with a novel and a mug of steaming coffee will start holding a special charm. The season of long, frigid nights and lazy, misty mornings when snuggling in the irresistibly warm blanket becomes the only response to a screaming alarm clock. There are late night walks and smoky breaths and contemplation over strange things, you never got time to think about or you yourself chose to stay indifferent though you were not! The season will wind up in mere twelve weeks and soon all that’s left will be… just memories.

Happy Winter!

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