If you know me personally or only remotely, if you are a friend or foe, or someone I admire or detest, I think you might have the vague idea that I am not at all fond of winter. And I haven't exactly been quiet about it. I have spent numerous winters complaining about the cold and what it does to me. Words of praise rarely flow from my lips when the subject turns to winter. As much as I like the crisp mornings and clear breeze I will always be the glass-is-half-empty kind of person when it comes to this cold unforgiving season.
October is almost over as I write this, and the weather is gradually going downhill. But this year I am doing things differently. I am not going to grumble and whine about the cold. I will not write about how much I hate the cold mornings. You will not hear me complain about how my skin has become dry and brittle, how my hair clings to the comb, how my lips are continually in need of a lip balm and how my purchase of moisturisers and cold creams and oils has dramatically increased. You can rest assured that I will not bore you with tales of wardrobe emergencies, about how I hate wearing warm clothes and swathing myself with layers of clothing. I don't find it necessary to shout to the world about the irony of having to take hot baths because of the cold and about your skin drying up afterwards. I'm sure you are not interested in hearing how the whole world comes alive with static electricity and touching anything remotely metal gives you a mild electric shock. And regarding cold nights, I will not even come close to the subject. Nobody wants to listen to the same old story of creeping into cold beds late at night and trying to keep warm all by yourself. And going home to Mizoram and spending a freezing winter there is something I don't even want to think about.
Don't you worry, my dears, I am not going to tell winter tales. If you really want to know my opinion of winter and its shenanigans, here is something I wrote last winter To Winter and one more the year before here
Aduhi,
ReplyDeleteThe best part I liked in your blog apart from your writing is the simplicity. Its so neatly arranged and well written stuffs.
Regards,
Remya,
http://itsmeremz.blogspot.com
Hi Remya
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind words. I don't like too much clutter in a blog, and so I have tried to keep it as minimal and neat as possible. Glad you liked it.
Hi Aduhi,
ReplyDeleteLiked your post. Nice writing.
Thank you Rachna.
ReplyDeleteWinter is nice, only when you have a loved one by your side to cuddle with. Otherwise it is just plain cold and heartless. :)
ReplyDeleteWinter in Pune is pretty enjoyable, warm during the day and kinda chilly at night.. Still, there's nothing like spending Winter at home, with the Xmas-sy spirit and stuff..
ReplyDeleteHaving read your whines about the summer heat, didn't think you'd whine about winter as well.. :P
Hehe kei chu thlasik hi a nuam ka ti viau asin. Mahse vun ro, hmui rep leh chat hi chu a ninawm. Thlasik ni chhuak mawi zia leh zan thiang reh nawmzia hi. hehe.
ReplyDeleteKima - couldn't agree with you more.
ReplyDeleteblackestred - Isn't the weather in Pune nice all year round? what I mean is not too hot as compared to other places. Out here in Hyderabad the weather is extremely dry, add to that the winter dryness and the result is unbelievably parched skin. And btw did I whine about summer heat? Don't remember doing so.. or maybe I did and has conveniently forgotten it :P
vana - nia thlasik chu nuam, khua hi vawt lo se hmui hi rep lo se chat lo bawk ila vun hi ro lo bawk se, a nuam ani mai :)