A cosy and warm morning. How nice! The azure sky has shown its face after dark cloudy days. Fog too has gone into hiding. So is the teeth-clattering and bone-chilling cold with its chilly winds. A little nip in the air along with warmth impels men and women to come out in the open. I too am sitting in the lawn with my morning cuppa.
Suddenly my eyes get fixed on something attired in crimson huddled like a coy bride near roses of varied hues and tempting marigold. The scene fascinates me like anything. To my surprise I find crimson melting till it becomes illusive white. In no time it lies down on the green carpet laid down by nature to welcome it. Good heavens! Hardly have I taken a sip or two when I find it lazing around on the courtyards. O mine too! How elated I am you can’t imagine. More than my cup of tea I get interested in its enchanting movements. Springs like a butterfly from one place to another in a jiffy. Worth watching, indeed, is all the flower beds getting bathed in its brightness. Just can’t express déjà vu I derive getting soaked in its warmth.
I can’t help pulling my chair wherever it moves. Feel I have fallen in love with it deeply. The naughty one has settled in my window making me feel on the top of the world. Perhaps, it is challenging me to catch hold of it. Not only mine but beyond anybody’s reach. Something slippery virtually. Up on the move like Time. In no time it jumps like a juggler to the wall. It is covering walls of other houses too. Awakening the sleeping planet. Imparting life to its inhabitants. One by one windows open. Very cleverly it taps on them and peeps into rooms bringing them to life. A rejuvenating force, indeed.
I get immensely involved in its captivating and alluring movements that don’t feel like going in. In fact, a heavenly pleasure to watch toddlers in multi-coloured jackets and pullovers holding their mother’s hands coming out in the open. Some bring their bats and balls. They too can’t resist enjoying its reinvigorating power. Lo, the aged warm up their arthritis-afflicted joints in its cosiness while gossiping.
My goodness! The restless one doesn’t stay there too. Daily chores compel me to go in for some time. By the time I get back, it has selected one corner of the roof for its playfulness. Perhaps not satisfied with it too, it rests on the uppermost branches of trees nearby. Finally visible is the crimson sky in the far distance only. Gradually evening shadows envelope the earth. Like a mischievous babe enjoying crawling fast and finally hiding behind the curtains, it too hides behind the hills.
It is gone……gone displaying its beauty and charm. Gone leaving us in the lurch. It did show its face after a long, long wait. Alas! it vanished so soon. Thou the sunshine of winter-end do come again to cheer us up. Waiting for you, dearie.
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