Thursday, January 12, 2012

Hair Raising Delhi Winters

I have never really understood why many people are fond of winters. I don't know about others, but when I think of winters, I don't see myself holding a steaming mug of hot chocolate wrapped up in a super warm quilt. What I see is me, wearing so many layers of clothing that I find it hard to bend down and tie my shoe laces, or me, ranting to myself a useless pep talk for at least an hour before I can manage to get out of bed for work, or me, getting out of work in the evening with the misleading darkness outside suggesting it's midnight.

In short, I have never been a winter person, and today's entry is exactly about that. It's quick and simple, and in any case, it's super hard to work in winter so, in a strange way, it fits!

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    1. Karno, I am afraid I don't exactly get you here...

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  2. i think the first paragraph deserves to end with a *maya sob* ;)

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    1. you are right! infact, the girl is sort of like maya only... only, better looking :P

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  3. In other words, amen ( to your words).
    I mean to say that I agree with your sentiments but not this illustration :)

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    1. you can be way too cryptic sometimes! Well, this entry was more about the words anyway :P

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  4. A sentiment many will agree with. In other ways, I suppose the winter chill lays landscapes so bare that it's difficult not to admire them.

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