Winter is here...
The mornings are filled with mist and dew, with the migratory birds flying in from far away places. It becomes impossible to get off the bed and get on with the morning chores. Shivers are felt in the way the cold air touches us. Though we do not have snowfall in this part of the word, but the mist and intense foggy weather is enough to bring in the charm of Christmas! Santa would be coming in his cart with gifts laden to be given away only to the children who have been good throughout the year!
"Santa, Santa, have you brought something for me?"
"No my child, my warehouse does not have what you want. Actually it was destroyed in a heinous fidayen attack. I could only save a few chocolates for the poor children out there in the corner of the road. Thank Jesus, that I did not get killed."
"Santa, how can you die? You are there in our hearts. Those who live in the hearts, live on forever, forever....."
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