its winter
M emories of winter always brings an intense feeling of cold.. my winter memories, i dont know, winter in Mumbai is not all that cold, but still when i was very young, that is when i was studying in primary school n all, i used to get up early inn the morning, like around 5:30 or 6:00 am. n i remember getting out of the bed being the hardest thing to do. it was so cozy in the bed, u know, those thick blankets, warm bed, fluffy n cozy pillow to hug, shut windows. i used to keep the fan running. i kinda needed to have it running on the ceiling. was addicted to the noise it makes. so when mum used to come n turn off the fan n switch on those lights, it was an uncomfortable, sad n irritated feeling. but then i would drag myself out of bed. n if at all my hand rubbed on the cold walls of the room, it was like a cold-jolt, giving goosebumps all over. i kind of miss all that now. going to bath was another hard part. water was so cold. still i would get naked, holding a cup of chilling cold...