I miss those sweet winter mornings when I woke up in Shimla to see the golden sunshine sprinkle its rays on the newly layered snowfall on my neighbour's tin roof
I miss the pine trees that bore snowfall flakes on every branch bearing the Christmas look amidst the wilderness giving inspiration to my days
I miss the roads laden with snow, located between two mountains with fog, valleys and the snow crusher clearing off the snow
I miss the stalagmites the snowfall made on the mountain edges filled with algae
I miss the swing on top of my home that got covered with snow on New year mornings
I miss those days when we walked to school with our formals, blazers, umbrellas to watch the city covered with snow, the sunshine doing hide and seek between the trees and the skating rink buzzing with life
I miss the snowflakes romancing with my face, hair and Me....
Dear....Come again!!! Let's fight global warming!
