As the title said - seasons change and monsoon gives way to cold freezing winters . some are relieved for some it is a pain . monsoon is over . there is anticipation for her , since early heat pangs hit in march , then a few magical spells and finally the out burst . everything that rises must also fall - law of nature ( and science) . so the season must end .

seasons are cyclic in nature . they keep returning , maybe in a different format, a different space and time . sometimes there are whole cities that are submerged underwater but it does nt seem visible from the surface . often the underwater creations outshine the sea they are submerged in . often the tree can survive without the root? thinkers think , doers do.

it has been a great season , i have bonded with many . what was the best was the lack of expectation yet the anticipation . the dramatics of the virtual. thank you . and i will miss many. if we meet again we shall smile or else this parting was well made . fare thee well , for i must leave thee , and remember that the best of friends must part , must part. those who know me , or have alternate access to me , the "why " is not desirable . cos as i always say - if you cannot understand my silence , you will never understand my words.