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raviteja kasturi

Drama


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raviteja kasturi

Drama


Winter Mornings

Winter Mornings

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The chill in the air is biting hard as I make my way down the road. A usual jog that warrants adrenaline rush has now subdued to lethargy, all because of the freezing atmosphere. Winter this year has come down hard almost as though mocking and intimidating us. The Daunting jog is no mere task, for the cold breeze is causing me to breathe hard and fume out vapours. My jaws begin to tremble on their own accompanied by the chattering teeth. Lips start quivering and the nose begins to experience the piercing cold.


My legs give out and refuse to move and my body says to stop and get back to warmth. But my mind says to push forward and not stop. It keeps reminding me that it is not the destination, but the journey itself which is far more important.

Although the season covers up the land and sky in mist and fog, the sun never bows down to these petty hurdles. Every morning he shines ever so bright, bringing vigour to docile life. The view of the rays shimmering through the clouds tearing apart the fog is quite synonymous to happenings in Life. The nature keeps reminding us that no matter how many gloomy days you have, you must rise up and shine like the Sun tearing apart those blues and emerge victorious. We only need the light when it becomes dark and only miss the sun when it starts to snow. Such is the morbid Life which deceives us to crave for things that have been and will be. 


Winters are harsh, testing and punishing but if it were not for this we would never value the Summers and Springs. So, tells my mind keep pushing on forward, be wary, mindful and enjoy the journey at hand rather than preoccupy about the destination.


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