... na tareekh, na mausam, ab na yeh badalte rishtey...
... tab bhi hairaan nahi hota jab badalate hai farishtey...
In college, riding upon my RX100, whenever I felt the bite of the winters, sans any protection gear, would open all the buttons on my shirt. The chill would kill me for the initial few minutes but 'en my body would go numb. I wouldn't feel cold.
Probably my soul has gone numb...
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