A perfect day...

I just love this weather!There is something very magical about it.I sit beside my tiny window and spend my whole day ,enjoying this weather and doing my favourite activity-daydreaming.The aroma of smoky,hot coffee mixed with earthy smell of nature, purifies my soul.

Sometimes the sun is peeping through the clumsy grey clouds,probably to assure me of its existence.This is a cold winter morning.I had the pleasure to witness the foggy morning and the trembling dew drops on the fresh petals.The morning was mindbogglingly beautiful.I could not ignore the serenity it was offering and go back to bed!When I woke up this morning and opened my window, I was stunned,mesmerised and taken aback by profound beauty of the morning.I have never witnessed snow-fall and I can not expect this to happen in kolkata(unless ice-age returns on earth!).But the view through my window left me completely bewildered!.Every single thing was fog-covered and opaque.A glimpse of this picturesque left me wondering whether I was dreaming !It was no less than the glory of watching snow-fall for the first time!It was like someone had spread a thin,transparent cloth over everything.The whole atmosphere was illusory and a perfect backdrop for dreaming of a fantasy world!Not a single living creature could be seen anywhere.I was stupefied by the silence,by the calmness of the morning.It was as silent as death but still I loved it!Suddenly the sound of a running train penetrated the profound silence.The echo lingered for a few seconds!

The sudden blows of chilly north wind was sharpening the coldness of the morning.I was shivering in cold! But I can ignore the coziness of a nice warm bed,to feel the shiver down my body!The icy cold breeze was kissing my open skin and stroking my hair with its gentle touch.I was out of this world and the dreadful sound of my alarm clock helped me to bring my conscious self to reality! I couldn't leave the serenity and purity of this calm,silent morning for the sake of going to college.

I spend my whole day sitting beside my little window,sometimes dreaming,sometimes gazing at passer-by,and sometimes listening to the symphony of the falling leaves!
The sun went on reminding me of its presence,by throwing some mild sunbeams on me.I could not feel the warmth,but the smell of sunshine,on my skin was more pleasant!

An empty coffee-mug,some scattered books,sweet odour of a baked cake,hues of golden sunbeam,Enrique's 'addicted' lingering in my ears,some moments of weaving dreams.....And it was a perfect day for me!