Mumbai Winter

I’ve been itching to write since a long time, but somehow have been running out of words. But there’s one thing that’s raising eyebrows since a few days. And what better topic than winter right here in Mumbai.

The temperature has suddenly dropped (last recorded at a minimum of 17*C, which is very very low, by Mumbai standards), and it sure is wonderfully chilly.

 

I hear a lot of ‘turn off the fan‘ and ‘shut the window’s these days which is downright weird if you have been living in Mumbai your whole life.

Because, Mumbai doesn’t have a winter season except for the occasional gusts of wind which blow in sometimes during the end of the year, which force people to remove their woolens stored since 1952 and squeeze in a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year imagining themselves amidst the snow in London or New York (as if!).

 

The debut of this new season called Winter in our lives seemed to me as a lapse of judgment on the part of Mr. Weather God (come on, can you blame the old man, he is as old as Momma Earth). Its scientific name is Global Warming, but lets not talk about something that depressing.

 

Even though the temperature is not low enough to be categorized as cold, you can see people thronging the roads adorning winter-wear. You never know how long the cold will last, might as well make good use of the expensive woolens for however little time possible, isn’t it? I saw a group of college girls parading in their fashionable Uggs and trench-coats, the other day, which is definitely going overboard. I am sure they were burnt toast underneath all those uncomfortable layers. But there are some who would go to any extent in the name of fashion.

Stores are filled with sweaters, scarves, jackets and what-nots. It is like celebrating some festival, a mania, people just want to enjoy this tiny, minuscule, hardly-existing season in whatever way they can.

As for me, I just adore my sweatshirts or hoodies as some call them. It is not winter until I get to wear each and every of my collection.

 

 

At times, my thoughts go out to all the needy people out there, who don’t have or can’t afford, enough woolens to keep themselves and their families warm in this weather. I think that’s one reason, why Mumbai shields itself from the winter every year, to keep its children warm. But somehow since the past couple of years it has let its guard down and let the cold wave drop in.

 

Anyhow, selfish as it may seem I wish this weather lasts this entire season. It is pleasant and not yet unbearable. We do not know what the ‘depressing thing‘ has in store for us as of now, so lets enjoy what’s there till it lasts.

And astonishingly, my hands are actually freezing as I type this, so I am going to sign off. Happy winter everyone ;)!