Whenever someone ask me about December, that how it felt if you are alone along the road on footpath with a smooth blushing breeze and a true spirit of coldness while you have no one but just you and your memories? My answer in return seems quite simple that I married to December and its wind has a blossom in it and also its peace make her attractive, the snow and fog added some Ornaments to her, wearing a smile of completeness, a dress of beauty and joy and a strange feeling that blooms my heart. In all these situations my memories added some sadness or incompleteness. All my left overs of life suddenly approaches me and leads me to cry till tears touches my deep filled endear and then some moments that gives me comfort covers the sadness and in this way the walk goes on........
December I love you till my last breath release my soul..................
