उस बर्फीली सुबह सी रूह को सुकून दे जाती हो उस बर्फीली सुबह सी बुराई सफेद चादर से ढक जाती हो उस बर्फीली सुबह सी खूबसूरती से लुभाती हो उस बर्फीली सुबह सी दस्तक देते ही अपनत्व का एहसास दे जाती हो
There is nothing more beautiful than the echoes of heavy silence of the stagnant hymn of snow fall aginst the whispers of a shadowy December night; the world spinning slower frosty and quiet swaddled in serene white and the magenta pangs of distance between You and I.
Most of the time I stare at the sky expecting the snow to fall. And when it finally fell, I was amazed seeing how a millions of snowflakes stick together one by one creatively.