I love winter…

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If someone told me the summer will never come, I’d believe them .I love winter? I am middle class person or why. I don’t have air condition in my house or why. I have no vacation and money to take a sunbath in beach or why. I mean all the ANNOYING mosquitoes buzzing round my ears at night and sucking me dry. May be my house is in hilly area and I must get frightened every windy and rainy night. There may be many reasons, May be the reasons I included all are wrong may be right. But I love winter.

When the summer comes I always wish for its demise. I always count the day of death of summer. When summer starts I start to dream of using clothes with fur, hot coffee, late morning sleep and no doubt every summer morning I will be wishing for a frozen winter. Because winter and I have a strong relationship. I was born in winter in the frozen night of winter. Who cares me I was born in winter. But I care because I can hear all the wishing word in winter night, the smell of cake, the awesome gifts and many more. May be my mother do not get heater in that winter frozen night.

I grew up knowing the cold winter grew up under the hill where I can see sun just one or two hour of the day, Went school by crossing the frozen river, the first time I visit town in the winter, I met her in winter cold evening, I got married in winter. The one thing is that I never feel cold. So how can I hate winter? The memories which are locked in my mind and heart are happen during winter.