Wednesday, October 09, 2013

Against the Wind




When the seasons turn and the sticky heat gives way to a nip in the air, and that cool nip dips a notch with autumn rains, my thoughts always go back several years in time when I was young and life was sweet and simple. Happiness then was sitting in a cosy hostel room, warmed by a heater, and Bob Seger singing about running against the wind while horses clip clopped across an icy river...

We were young and strong
 
but we were running against the wind.

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  1. Autumn! For me the best season of the year. Maybe it is something from my childhood in Nepal and school days in Darjeeling.
    "For November always means vacation" - Going Home Day song.

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    1. Absolutely. Autumn is beautiful. But in a sad way. To quote a poet friend
      The youth of the year has faded,
      The mortality of now has come,

      We pay our respects in adoration
      Of burnt umbers, fire reds and waning sun.

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