Those Winter Days : A short story with a twist

"I wonder which  furry little rodent ate my node this time!"
"Ah, there it is! Look, right there on the walkway is where I stood last winter.Winter has always been my favorite. Not very surprising I guess. The days are wonderful and cold. The kids, the snow balls, and the skiers...
Have I told you? Once, a skier crashed into me and I got so angry that I almost impaled him with my arm! But thought people call us "cold-hearted", I let him go. It was winter! Everyone has the right to enjoy, right?  The nights are colder and sometimes I feel lonely. Just standing there all night, all alone, it feels as though I'm no more wanted but the cold day brings good news, its still winter!

Now that we have chilled for so long, let me tell you a secret. Promise to keep quiet about it? Well, last winter I met a girl. Snow had never been whiter, noses never brighter, arms never so branched and girls never so round! She was cold and gorgeous but try as I might, I could never get her to respond . Neither could I get close to her , the hard road kept our cold hearts apart. But I knew it would never last! It never does. We never know where we would end up next winter! Nevertheless, oh, how I wish to meet her again!

I'm glad you cared enough to talk to me. People almost never realise we too have a heart, cold by your standards but ones with feelings definitely. We too feel hurt and happy and just because we love the cold doesn't mean that we don't love just as you do so "warmly". You might see us around only in winter but keep in mind, we are always around watching you.

Hey! hear that bell? That's my buddy coming along. Too bad he has such a short life! Care to buy an ice cream so that I could spend some time with him? Afterall, we snowmen too need friends , you know?

A Small Lesson from History..

Today, my friend and I were just discussing our old syllabi when something crept up. HISTORY!!
The question is, is more history necessarily better?
My opinion, NO. Its what you learn from the history, and not how much you learn. One may learn a million pages worth of history and imbibe almost nothing from it while another may read just one page and get whole universe of wisdom from it. Which is worth it?

There's this story that is pretty popular around here. There are these twins, one a very prosperous one and the other in utter poverty. One is a very decent and well- mannered guy while the other is drunkard and infamous. Once, they were interviewed about their conditions, both answers started with the same first lines, "Our father was a drunkard." But the next line made all the difference in their lives. The drunkard said,"I learned what he showed me.", while the other said," I learned from what he showed me." Its that small four letter word that made all the difference- "FROM"


I dont think I'll have to explain the story but I would like to extend this to our topic,history.
Its not the history that you learn but what you learn from the at history that makes the difference.