Cold bitter winters, have always been the darkest time of the year. But it is in our human nature to fight darkness by replacing it with light.. Light symbolizes hope.. Hope can translate to joy and happiness.. But if all that is missing.. You are just left with dark, harsh, long chilly nights..probably thats why Christmas is so special in our hearts.
There is always a sense of mystery I have felt, even though I haven’t travelled to far corners embraced by the dead cold.. For most of my life I lived nearby equator so days or night are the same as light or darkness… But when I think of a wintery night.. It invokes an excitement in me.. As if there is no certainty what I may stumble upon, maybe an ancient myth, a christmas miracle, a yuletide monster or my true self, if I imagine myself out, alone on any such chilly nights.
I do live in a bright world with winter in my heart.. Which no warmer days have melted.Sure I am cozy in my bed contemplating my thoughts to find a reason to not feel numb. As winter does both, It makes you pale and numb. But it also comes with a tingling sense of secrets What has been this eternal mystery? I may never want to find.. For this spirit of wintery Christmas, will never die inside me..