December vagaries

December is almost gone. This month has an air of departure,isolation,solitude and silence about it. Perhaps it is so because it is the last month of the year and as it leaves, winter fills up all the empty spaces and winter too has its own measure of detachment to it. As december departs, it marks the end of an epoch but it heralds a new beginning too.And what is life but a combination of small beginnings and small ends. It perpetuates itself until it really ends..or does it!