Snow for the first time

Not many times do we realize how much Silence could do to oneself. Be it in terms of healing or wounding. For the power goes immeasurable, but at the same time if the silence of the place gets adored with precious pearls, it does not only eases your heart but it acts as a calm catharsis of your pent up emotions. Words need not explain your feelings but it is an intoxicated refreshment to the wandering heart.

The pictures of snow in the calendars and Internet would create a sense of fascination but the determination to see them has never even been part of even my childhood fantasy world, for it looked beyond the reach.

That first night when it showered, shouting Happy New Year to its fellow citizens, the snow spread across every nook and corner of the city. The excitement to experience it was at its peak, stepping out of the house like a warrior entering a new dynasty to feel the snow. The soft spread snow received the imprints of our slippers so diligently that the finest of the designs were so evident, the chillness the toe fingers receive and pass it on to the rest of the body is an amazing work of our nervous system.

Making snowman could be a child's play but making different forms and realizing the sculptor in you is a act of self appreciation in a foreign land. The soft snow when held tight takes the form of a stone and becomes harder than a stone.

 Staying on the 14th floor of the tallest apartment in Orebro, the spectacular vision of the snow spread land is a sight worth a million dollar. The beauty of the snow lies in its ability to fall on the surface of each object and engulfing it, and there by making it look majestic. The quality that life often demands from us, to be part of the existing world in a given place, getting completely dwelled into it and there by bringing out the best in you that looks spotless in the eyes of the spectator.

Each time it snows the excitement seems to be the same, each process of snowing, the time it showers, then it settles down and slowly it melts leaving the surface at different stages and yet each time the formation makes it look like a new gown. That lovely feeling when the snow falls on your freezing cheeks and drips down your dimples causing no harm to your clothes is a state of trance that u live for a fraction of a second.

The season of snow offers a visual treat to all its passer-by, but if your leathers fail to guard you then snow could be your worst enemy, the chillness bites your bones to death. I call it the presence of the god around, for from far it looks fabulous but if you choose to get closer and stay longer you need hell lot of preparation.

Man's creation can never be on par with the creator's magnanimous work. Your soul will find it's seeking peace when you stay in peace with the nature you are surrounded by. My first encounter with the snow would remained engraved in each cell of my body until I experience the bliss of eternity.