The aroma of nalen gur through the swirls of mist at dawn
The sweet heat of the sun warming our backs at noon
Shelling peas and popping them on lazy afternoons
Dark gooey mysterious plum cakes at and after Christmas
Nahoums' crunchy walnut brownies stashed away in tiffin dabbas
Picnics with badminton racquets and tape-recorders and friends
Fortnight long winter vacations that never seemed to end
Discovering new books at the Kolkata Book Fair
Eating dust and buying books was a day-long affair
Surviving thorns to pick kul that tasted more sour, less sweet
Winter was a warm cuddle with plenty of good things to eat!
DO ADD YOUR WINTER WISH TO THIS LIST.
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Add Breakfast at Flury's , Test Cricket at Eden Gardens, Badminton in makeshift courts, Flower Show at the Botanical Gardens and the extended sleep on Sunday Mornings. Ahhhhhh!
its a food rhyme..so are u testing ur own methods to become thin..?(sorry for spying upon you):D
Ah Winter! Waking up in the morning to see a cool mist lifting off the ground, decorating the Christmas tree, sorting through the Christmas cards in the mail and stringing them up as decorations, endless choir practices, carol rounds,........... I could go on forever!
Walking on the Maidan
Without any aim
The world's become a better place
Though things remain the same!
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
Also eating koi machh and koraishuti'r kachuri, gurer payesh ... and so many other winter-special goodies. And not just the Kolkata book fair but also visiting the Lexpo, Expo and what-else-not !!! Enjoying the winter in it's true sense cos it'll soon be followed by hot & sultry summers & monsoons and NOT the ever-pleasant Bangalore weather all year round (altho' summers are pretty intense here too, these days)!!!
Christmas vacations ... after the mandatory Christmas - special assembly skit at school which was so much fun. I had played the role of Joseph once. :)
Christmas cakes and the socks filled with goodies from Santa. No, we didn't make lists for Santa but were happy to get whatever he/she gave us. (She cos in my case Santa was my Mom).
Badminton in the "para".
Oh, the list is endless ... memories, precious memories. Thanks for bringing it alive.
Evokes such lovely memories.. great imagery..
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