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Letter to November 30, 2006

Dear Today

How are you? You may be fine But I am not. You will be here for 10 hours more. and tomorrow you will not be here. Yeterday November 29 was here. Honestly, I am hating you. I dont want you to be here more though I have to suffer you all the day and till midnight.

I know winter is injecting you by its bitter coldness. Dont worry I am also the victim. Though sun is teasing me straight through the window of my room. cold air is blowing. It is moving the curtains in the window, as well as my hair. Kathmandu is calm from one angle, as if it is mourning on the lost of wonderful Autumn days. The buildings around are challenging the movement in the road. The road is dusty. The vehicles are never tired of piling on. The Fulchoki Mountain in front of me is covering itself with the scarf of fog. I cant see its height right now. A big disc antena on the top of the next building is face to face with son in the sky. It may be asking the sun not to hide soon. I know it will miss the sun whole night, and the next morning it will found itself covered with scattered drops of dew. The hide and seek will continue between everything. Even between you and me, but I wonder I am hiding or seeking?

Always

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  1. AnuNovember 30, 2006 at 5:13 PM

    Weather is cool itself........and its being wintry and wintry day by day......we still have at least three frigid months ahead......so please lets not talk about cold, winter, coldness.........your words (in addition to these surroundings) make me feel the freezing cold again ...ssssssssssss..sssss.....sssss...........rather lets have a talk on those sunny days, that autumn season, those long days and those fair morning.......

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  2. SSDecember 2, 2006 at 3:24 PM

    Oh!!! All worried about cold time........ But every year come the time of year and make all cool and freeze but u can be heat every season, heating the mind by new creation in these long nights. Short days can help u to be free from everyday unnecessary stuffs...... See the different angles every seasonal issue. And dear don't feel the freezing cold again.............. Wear thick clothes, be happy, express warm regards and keep in touch.
    Soham

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