Lights. Camera. RCNM.

In a metro like Mumbai, winter experiences are rare ones, because of no signs of a cool weather for most parts of the year, and two, time constraints make the idea of enjoying winter trivial.         So last year, I decided to spend my Christmas holidays at my Aunt's in Macleodgunj, Himachal! And woah! THAT was a real winter experience; with snowfall and hailstorms being a common phenomenon at this recluse hideaway hill station. Surprisingly, Macleodgunj was a lively town. With a considerable Catholic population, Christmas celebrations were roaring! So on a Sunday evening, while my Aunt was busy entertaining other guests, I went to a local club with some guys in the neighbourhood. Till about midnight, we played pool and devoured a plethora of Christmas sweets. The other lads decided to stay over. But I had to get back. The club was just 10 minutes away from my Aunt's apartment. But what worried me was the shivering cold and the blinding expanse of darkne...

I dream of the day I will go home My hardwork shall pay The moment I see the open door. My mother shall be in tears And I in her lap She will love me for years Till it's time to go back. My father will be the happiest in ages He will hug me and kiss me He will express his love in stages And inspire and bless me. My siblings will have a hundred stories Of what happened when I wasn't around. Together we'll have fruits and berries That we'll now not fight for. My mother will cook me the best savouries My father will not stop till i drop He will fill my plate with memories And scold me when i refuse to take any more. We will huddle together on the sofa And watch tv and laugh We will sleep together on the terrace And wish for nights longer, days half. May this vacation last a lifetime May the golden sun never set May my sleep last some more time Till my dream is reality one day. Aishwarya ...