Dear Delhi Winter

15 Jan

I think it’s important to let you know how much I love you.

Over the last few years, it seems you have become ambivalent about our relationship. There was a time when the onset of the Diwali season was a sign of your imminent arrival. And now, Christmas comes and Christmas goes, without as much as a whiff of you in the air. Oh, you do tease us, with a chilly day or two, and a few foggy nights here and there. But just like the winter clothing hanging desolately at the back of our closets, we desperately wait to experience you in full bloom.

And this seemed particularly true for 2012. For a while there, it seemed like you will completely miss your date with us. Thankfully, 2013 forced your hand. But again, a couple of days and you have vanished…

Here’s the thing, you CANNOT abandon Delhi. Seriously. You are one of the last few good things left about us.

People may complain about the fog that cloaks the city with you around, but it only serves to blur some of its ugliness, keeps the grime hidden. Delhi looks softer, mysterious, and different. One may sulk about the blustery days, but truth is that its also a chance to snuggle under the quilts just a little while longer, hugging the spouse, or cuddling with the kid, or just for lying around by yourself. Hmmm, bliss…

In fact, I think that come winter months, families and friendships across the city become cozier; what with the endless rounds of adrak chai, mungfali, and other gastronomic delights partaken in, while cuddled close in a rajai, or lazing around in sunny verandahs.

Delhi is nicer, mellower in winters, in an old-worldly way. And YOU make this magic happen.

So, I guess what I am saying is, don’t mind the HATERS. They don’t know a good thing when they see one. Commit to us. Next year come sooner and stay longer. And in your full glory..

Of course, I remain forever devoted to you in a chilled to my bones kind of way.

Yours Truly.

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One Response to “Dear Delhi Winter”

  1. Himanshu Arora January 15, 2013 at 9:01 am #

    Love this

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