This season Delhi is shivering in cold and the maximum temperatures are hovering around 12 to 14 degrees at least 5 to 6 degrees below normal while thinking about this on my way to office in these sudden cold conditions it came to my mind if this was the year i had met my wife of 17 years! this season would have been etched in my memory forever and i would craved for this cold winter to indulge and be nostalgic about those beautiful days of falling in love. Everyday a small hope that may be today we will part for the day with a kiss or may be this will be the day we will discover more things which make us alike or a thought, may be today evening also she would comment that "your hands are so warm" while curling those life giving beautiful fingers around them. While from every faculty of my being i was about her, the cold, or a hot or a wet weather would have only maximized my already heightened heart conditions. Now after 17 years falling in love and living with the love of my life i feel that one more person can enjoy this bitter cold conditions and not complain, the person who is rising in love. Though its totally devoid of euphoria of falling in love. Rising is so static in nature compared to falling which is so dramatic. One may need to be vibrate at higher levels (more aware) to feel the rising but when one does all the weather and life conditions only support it, if one would express in some way that person may appear freak to many. Nevertheless, I am sure so many love stories must be starting in this exceptionally cold winter of Delhi and the people falling in love must be just enjoying the fall that they would be unaware of the cold. All those who would be true to this fall cannot but rise in love in the later years.