Memoir

Memoir

It was a very cold evening in the month of December. Dehradoon is the perfect destination for settling the turbulence of mind. Of course the Doon valley is the spectacular place in the world. Temperature was shivering cold and fair enough to put liveliness into your cold body. Some people describe it as natural calamity and others describes it as wonders of nature.

I am one of those who believes that this phenomenon as wonders of nature. It was our inner strength which keeps us alive. Calamities are meant to test our strengths.

Twinkling light of Mussoorie adding more charms to Dehradoon. These lights always invites me to enjoy the extravagant peace of mountain.     

Massiveness of massive mountains and profundity of deep valleys always accommodate you with love and care. As sun sets, these lights rise, like sun rises in morning triumph over darkness. If you were pragmatic you would have felt that there were no nights. 

I was quite fortunate because my house was juxtaposed to witness this phenomenon. I felt that winter is specking to me in silence. The memories of coldness will always keep me warm. I live in that moment. May be larger than life.    

It was beginning of virtuous cycle and it is!   



Faith
Amol Nakve

Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar

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