The colors have begun to change. From lively shades of green to bright shades of orange. And it's like a dream. To watch the nature change bit by bit, day by day. Eventually, there'll be no greens at all. I'm so looking forward to that time.
Is it a sadistic wish? To look forward to the flora dying all around me? Or may be it's like craving for the KFC burgers, despite knowing the naked truth. Depends upon the perspective.
But the thing with a fall season is: The beauty it imparts to the leaves just before they fall off. Their last chance to rejoice over their changed colors. The sense that it provides to us: We will all have our share of falls and springs. It's cyclic.
Nothing dies.
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