Rains have subsided, the petrichor has disappeared, summers have retreated long back and what we have ahead is the melancholic Autumn!
October is here and is dancing with its utmost vigor. It inflicts upon us a tinge of sadness and yet makes an offering for happiness. It beckons us with its shine and splendor and pushes us away with its ennui and despondency. The tragedy is that it can’t separate itself from pain. Sadness is inherent in its fabric, in its existence. Whatsoever may be the conditions, October cannot be seen apart from the very substance of its presence – the melancholy.
And surprisingly, just like autumn cannot leave its cloak of sadness so do we can’t give away with the presence of October in our lives. It is there, it will be there sticking to us like our shadow. It will be there with us when we will live…
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