Hello, peopl….yawn…..
Yeah it’s that time of the season again when you can make out every tick of the tick tock clock, when the lizards and the roaches have buried themselves deep into the cool sand and slept away the cold, when your warm feet under the quilt feel like heaven, when the pot (yes that one) feels too damn cold to take a crap and when the wakeup call by your mom seems the most annoying sentence you’ll hear all day even at 1 pm in the afternoon.
Yes, it’s the winters. Thanks to us humans and global warming winters are a short spectacle these days. Even then they make sure their presence is felt. The winters come strong with cold breeze and foggy mornings. The golgappe walla who had people lining up for the curd topped over the chat and the chana and the lip smacking chutney tikki, today, rubs his hands over and over again serving to a few foodies who dare to brave the cold for the delightful snack. Even though the Soup walla is seen scampering around delivering soup to people buried up in their swanky cars.
The worst thing that can happen to you is if you have to drive a two-wheeler in the winter cold. Trying to cover yourself with clothes is a futile effort for the wind knows its ways. Most of the times it’ll squeeze in through one of the rolled up ends of your t-shirt and your hapless skin will bear the full brunt of the icy wind.
How’s the winters treating you all though? Anybody with better luck? Well it depend’s on the fact as to whether one likes to sleep or not and if your low on sleep like me, then you’re in a bit of a situation. I’m running out of ideas and hiding under my quilt all day so HELP!
P.S. If you’re bored on Christmas or the New Year’s, Let me know.
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