Its that time of the year again… the time of misty mornings and dewy nights.. the time of late mornings and early nights..
Its also the time of Christmas carols.. of singing “Joy to the world”.. and “Silent Night”
Christmas has always been special to me.. we have this huge church bang opposite our home.. and I remember this very distinctly…when I was a kid.. every year on christmas eve me and my sis would head to the church.. she would literally drag me to go with her every year.. come to think of it I now feel it had more to do with her checking out the hot dudes there.. ;).. the first sight of the church will stay with me for life.. The arches.. the huge piano.. the wooden benches..the beautiful Christmas tree.. decorated with ribbons, and the imposing structure of Jesus Christ… The childish curiosity waned away once I gew up.. and Christmas became a excuse to get up late and not go to office… its strange… when u step into the corporate life there is only one thing which excites you more than anything… its Sunday… ask anyone who is slogging his ass six days a week,.. and he will tell you how much u long for a Sunday .. and u keep looking at that desktop calendar from Thursday… counting down to the weekend.. life really revolves around it…
Anyway.. this time of the year is also of foggy mornings.. of getting up late during the winter vacations ( yeah.. in north we had 20 days of winter vacations.. it’s a luxury I no longer enjoy :) … of sipping hot coffee and hot pakoras… of sleeping in a quilt.. and making sure that all corners are tucked and not even one percent of your body is exposed to the chill… ask anyone staying in north.. the hardest task of the day is to get out of that quilt… aaaah!!
Winters was also about blazers…used to love turning up in them in them… we had this maroon blazer in school.. with the school and house logo emblazed on it.. (Cornwallis.. “Never Say Die”.. that was house name and motto) every year I would pester and cajole my dad into buying me a new blazer every year.. also.. the fact that my bro used to study in a different school helped!!..and I had this strange strange habit of keeping some thing or the other in my blazer pocket.. to have the joy of discovering it the next year :)
Winters was also about cricket.. ask any purist and they will tell ya.. that cricket was originally meant to be a winter game… in my boarding school the cricket season was from nov-march… and ask anyone who has played the game.. it’s the time when u really don’t wanna be in the way of the red cherry.. in winters it stings… and you really do wanna avoid the blues (pun intended).. so I had the perfect strategy to avoid it.. I let others bat …
And now I am in the city of dreams.. and here I am .. sitting in shorts and a tshirt… typing away.. my mom just called… she told me that today the fog cleared at 1 pm and the sunset kicked in at 5!!!!
What times… what nostalgia …
And before I forget.. Merry Christmas!! Ho Ho Ho ;)