Today, when I looked out through the window of my room, it was extremely dark. Although it was 6 o’clock, the night was already dark. It was quite cold. The fog appeared thicker and blurred every detail with its ragged veils, punctured at various distances by the reddish glow of lights escaping from illuminated windows. The road was soaked with rain and glittered under the street-lamps, like a lake reflecting strings of lights. A bitter wind, heavy with icy particles, whipped at my face and I knew that the winters were here and they were here to stay.

“Winter comes in days that are gray and still. They are the kind of days in which people lock themselves and nothing seems to stir but the smoke curling upwards from clay chimneys. It is cold. Not the windy cold like we see in springs, but a chilly weather with fog all over it , cold that seeps across a hot land ever looking toward the days of green and ripening fields, a cold which is uneasy during its short stay as it creeps through the cracks of poorly constructed houses and forces the people to stay inside their houses.

In January last year, when I glanced at the street through the window, all that I saw was draped in white. It was late afternoon and the sun was about to set, with the cold yellow light and I was hoping to find something that would inspire me to keep moving. The winter sunshine inspired me to keep on moving without looking back. Thank goodness for the first puff of cold, wintery air in November, for it is a reminder that no matter how grown up or old you become and no matter how much you’ve seen, some things can still be new if you are willing to believe that they still matter.

“ If Winter comes, can spring be far behind”?This  line happens to be the last line of Percy Shelley’s  famous poem  named “ Ode To The West Wind”. This particular line happens to be a symbol of never-ending hope and optimism. The onset of winter means that the arrival of the spring season is very much on the cards. The day is followed by the night and the night is followed by the day, this is exactly how the cycle keeps on moving.

Similarly, in life, every moment of ignominy, despair and sorrow is bound to be followed by a period of peace, serenity and happiness. After all, what good is the warmth of the summer without the cold of winter to give it sweetness? I remember the words my granddad used to say. He said that each passing season teaches us something that we don’t know. Spring passes and teaches us innocence. Summer passes and teaches us exuberance. Autumn passes and teaches us reverence.  And then, winter passes and teaches us perseverance.

Spring is the season of beauty and bounty, of shower and flowers. With the same spirit man must brave difficulties and dangers in life. Miseries and misfortunes in life are a period of test and trial. One is sure to enjoy happiness in days to come, if he stands firm is the dark days. Adversity of today can be the prosperity of tomorrow. Is it not a fact that bright and beautiful morning follows the darkest hours of night?

Thus the period of misery cannot be permanent. The days of misery and misfortune are sure to come to an end. There will be the period of hope and happiness. So man need not be disappointed and depressed in life if he has to face hardships. It is a message of hope, courage and brave struggle in life.

At The end of it, I can only say: “If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we don’t go through adversities, prosperity would not be so welcome.”

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