warm winters

the campus looks beautifully curious to me for these past days..chota is our regular food alter during the madening lectures. i have felt lost and motivated almost at the same time , loved ,used and betrayed al in the same seasons..weird but true..winds change their way even before u could feel their touch..i welcome them with open arms and they strangle me till i start running to fly ..ironic yet happens .i run away ..they chase me to slap me hard . the slaps runs a chill down my spine ,the shiver in the air it is i guess..i run and run faster in darkness feeling like i m running a crosscountry !! there is no one behind except for the sweat trickling down my shirt.