Monday, December 25, 2006
I am missing winter. In Chennai, Christmas is just another hot, sunny day. I want nothing more than to snuggle in a razai while the sun fights to emerge from the dense fog. I want to bask in the Sky sun in the couple of afternoon hours when you can offload the layers of woollens to make a comfortable pillow. I want to warm my frozen fingers by feeling the warmth of a tall glass tumbler that has hot, frothy coffee, topped with a sprinkling of cocoa.I am missing winter – because I want to sleep – and have no reason to wake up.