Its chilly in Bangalore… not the bone numbing chilly, but the kind of chilly that gets taken care of by a jacket, the kind thats pleasant, the kind that i associate with a hot tea, a good book, snuggling under the blanket.. and reflecting about the seasons…yes, we are talking about the weather :).. because the pleasantness of it makes it interesting… well, okay, maybe i didnt have anything else to write about… 🙂
but theres definitely something about it that inspires a post.. its one of the times when time makes us objective, step outside ourselves, and reflect on the things that have been happening,things that we have been doing unconsciously in the daily rigmarole of living, and get reminded of when we actually start thinking about it…
the last three months of the year…. in some places – winter.. in chennai – the time when it takes exactly 3 more seconds for an ice cream to melt (pleo, was it, who wrote that), in kerala – the time when the one and a half hour non stop bus journey to the engineering college early in the morning became all the more unbearabale, and your beacon is the hostel loo, at the end of the journey, a time long long ago… the time spent in writing mock tests to land up in a good management institute, the rush to beat the three hour clock, a time long long ago….in goa – amidst all the sun and sand and scary tests and assignments, counting days to the christmas vacation when you could go home, a time long ago…. back to kerala – balancing sales targets, and a desire to be in bangalore with the wife to be, sometime ago :)…
and finally bangalore – listening to ‘Walk of Life’ and smiling away at the post that just got written…yes, seasons, i guess it is just nature’s clock ticking away, reminding us of the good and not so good times that have been happening to us, and around us…. long long ago, long ago and now..
until next time, nice clock, no cause for alarm….:)
Winter – yes good sales time for
UB , KF , Ramanov , Simarov & ITC.
Cheers,
Kamal.
Disclaimer : All are injurious to health
I dont remember writing that. But hey, I wear a jacket at night now. Tis colder than it has ever been.
Pleomorphous.
and now … ? r the good times over?
i love that kind of chill – just the right amt 🙂
It’s cold in Delhi, but just right.
nice memories. did blore live up to ur expectations?!!!
I love this time of the year in Bangalore.. i love winter….
‘nice clock, no cause for alarm…’ 🙂
nice.
i love all the seasons (except maybe the harsh calcutta summers which makes one itchy and irritable) and i find it amazing to notice the way the seasons change – from srping to summer, to the monsoons to autumn and finally to winter – the circle of life.
My summer has just begun!!!!
😀
Yayyy!!
Neat post, man! 🙂 nice…
🙂 great sense of kal aaj aur kal you’ve brought into it..
austere
winter’s definitely my favourite season, no matter how cold it gets…but this kind’s definitely the best..
your blog makes for a nice read !! Makes you pause for a while a drift away in your thoughts, bringing back some memories which one had detached oneself from…….ofcourse…….until reality knocks at you again!! Until that happens you love where you are in that moment in time.
Keep it going…… You never know ……. what you scribble could make someone’s day………..if you know what i mean..
Cheers!!!
Shals
We had our first snowfall in Boston….wonder why the cold brings out frozen memories…
We had joy, we had fun
we had seasons in the sun…
Cool post…literally!
Its 10 inches snow here… and I’m loving it.:)
kamal: ‘injurious’ is very arguable.. i know a lot of people who would vociferously argue on that 🙂
pleo: imagine snow in chennai 🙂
prero: there is this annoying thing about discovering that those were good times after they are over.. but i am getting over it ..
aekta: taken care of by a ‘swatter’ 😉
brrod mode: honestly, never had any, its only now that i am building some 🙂
pallavi: will have to say ‘me too’ 🙂
parna: yup, the messages are all there …
nupur: oh, the hemisphere 🙂
monk: yup, i hate ‘very cold’ too
shals: thats always the idea 🙂
sqrlnt: one of those things i havent managed to see 🙂
If Dubai can, maybe someday Madras will. Of course, that day hell would have frozen over.