
Let’s start it with the Spring- Spring season strats in january till march is when the maple starts blooming, but obviously not the flowers but the leaves. It can be compared as what we say, taking birth; not knowing what actually you are going to experience, purely a dawning of a new soul to human.
Later by the Summer- that is during April may June... It takes it’s greenly figure. the period when we are provided with every necessity and needs, the only time in life where we are completely free of real tensions..no worries.. no agonies just stretchng up the eyebrows for not doing home works, or fearing examinations, competing fellow students. The years keep on going until you finish with your academics. The only period in life you wish truely from heart to be a grown up so that you can escape from bad scores, punishments, mommy’s angry red bulls eyes :)

By the end of summer it starts to blossom... small small flowers appears in between the leaves which will plunge out in a few days like momentary, meaningless happenings in life.
Next is Autumn- the era of colors. The maple leaves turns to yellow, orange and red colors, which is really a feast for eyes. The beauty can’t be compared to anything. Most probably by the end of your college almost all are fixed them up with their future partners, or it’s during that time when the teens are free from their teenage itself and also from books, referrals, assignments, seminars all studious stuffs. They enter their first step to LIFE where the fruits of responsibilities to

And finally the Winter- (October, November, December) the fine lovely colorful leaves turn brown and starts to tarnish. The maple starts to shed

December always smells weird. A kind of loser feeling circulates inside our hearts. Is that that we lost a year from our Life? I don’t know… Any way let the maple tree with her new hope bud and blossom again in the spring next year…
achu... really fantastic creation... awesom...
ReplyDeleteits again winter,, and the same feeling troubles me.. i dont know why.. i am sad.. a pain on my chest..
ReplyDeletelove you all...
achu