I sometimes being called phony, no not always but by the friends when it's about winter and temperature! I LOVE winter, I love the smell of it, I love the way it comes - Putting everything down to ground. Making everything looks pale and not so exciting could be another trait I like of it. Back in Bangladesh, the northern side always gets the worst share of the experience. They almost feel like 0 degree with no insulation and poorly equipped houses. But still I loved it, I waited for it to come. I waited for the early dusk, the lazy dawn and the not so bright afternoons. The wintry mornings were like covered with fog, making the commuting almost with a snail pace. One of my rituals was to picking the night flowering jasmine from grounds. Putting your bare feet on the drew drenched grass, smelling the winter and picking up the jasmine is heavenly experience. You have to make sure there are enough of them on the ground, if not, give the tree a little shake. Well wait, actually you should at least once shake the tree anyway. If you have not seen snowfall, you would have the experience of seeing a fragrant snowfall. You will be covered with the jasmines, you will start smelling it and start putting it in your pocket. A handful of jasmine would suffice to do a better job than your febreze. Wonderful!
A little heads up
The Blogorama is collection of my daily blog. Whereas category "Things made my life awesome" talks about my past wonderful experiences in an ascending order, "Now in my mind" says the issues I like my opinion on. "Life, in making" is recently started daily log (not so daily!), "Meditation" is something I come back so often, thought that would interest YOU too. Well, that sums it up (almost).
A constant dreamer, believe this is not the end of the world and try to make changes in my own life constantly. Life sometimes went hard and strict-my life's choices would determine whether I have taken them as lessons or punishment.
If you think someone else is the problem and is not letting you do certain things, that implies you perceive yourself a victim. Being victim is letting the person win. If you really want to make a statement: Ignore him.
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