The most paradoxical out of the whole lot..
. Nostalgia for people who preserve memories
Happiness for achievers who expect a new beginning
Festivals for those who love colours and crackers
On the 31st,
feelings erupt like volcanoes
Shed like autumn trees A new starting point…
When the dawn breaks the pitch black night of the long gone previous year
Where anything,anywhere,any time can happen..
If the number of feeling arising during the last seconds
are counted like sticks
Definitely the oceans’ ink would get over
and even if all the trees are cut to make paper it wouldn’t be sufficient..
Because during this particular month
The heart reaches it’s deepest experiencing amazing yet unimaginable feelings!!