End of Holiday Season

I think, I feel like writing in the wee hours of morning when the daily hustle bustle is yet to begin.
This post and its topic struck me yesterday evening while returning from a grocery store. I went past the traffic light towards my community gate and something seemed a little weird, then when I turned to a lane towards my house everything was dark, AND here it struck me, the holiday decorations were all taken down, the lights were gone, the garage doors weren't open and hence the silence.
Well, silence, serenity, peacefulness is abundant in the US of A but it pricks the most when it comes after the holiday season.
Every year (since I have come here) I now look forward for the holiday season. It starts a little early for us, the Indians, with the Diwali celebrations, followed or preceded by Halloween, thanks-giving, Christmas and the new year.
The cold weather creeps in to say hello to the holidays. Charming quaint cobbled decorations on the streets, malls and in the back and front yards of the houses elates your mind and fills it with joy. The very presence of all these little things changes the mood in your surroundings. To add to the celebs, our very own idiot box too turns holiday-ish, they start playing Christmas movies, nearly every advertisement has a holiday jingle and a holiday message attached to it. Santa, Christmas tree and ferries wheel are an integral part of any mall. The entire world around you seems to be dressed for a wedding. I even notice a change in the attitude of the people, I could be biased. Trust me its all "Joy to the world ... " feeling.
No soul is left untouched by this beautiful season but like all the other things in the world any thing that begins has to end. A little after the new year the winding up and bundling down starts off. The lights come down the tree is packed for the next year to come. The red, the green, the yellow the blue, the glitter, the shimmer, the twinkle the jingle everything, just everything; suddenly is over.
This is when I start feeling empty to my stomach, somewhere I simply hate to let it go. I feel as if the magic is all gone, it just sways away like a sand and I stand there helpless. It's like a father of the bride who just stands to see his daughter married away, you want to hold onto it, but you are helpless and you should tame your mind to accept the reality. I see it slipping away from me just like the distance between the father and the daughter.
Well, at least I am not unfortunate like he is, I know the holiday will be mine soon enough.
Even before I realise, I will have accepted the fact and will resume with the routine, perform my daily chores and even forget and laugh at this post.
But, for now, I don't want to let it go, don't want to let it go.