Winter

allsmiles | 21 December, 2004 04:57

The most enduring image I have of winters is the flock of sea gulls in my school playground. They never missed even a single time. They came and flew in a huge circles as if they were doing a victory lap. Celebrating their journey. Never understood where they came from .. How they never lost their way? And how they had so much energy in spite of travelling for so long? Or was it the warmth that brought forth such joy? Or more habitable environs where food is in plenty?