Entering into the northern plains of India in the last week of December is in all sorts a nightmare. Here was I seated in Garib Rath doing exactly what a nightmare can be, coming to Allahabad in a sweat shirt to find your brother waiting with your jacket and other winter accessories in some platform far away from where you are!
Winter at its best
But once you are home, its the winters to love, especially if you are laziness personified.
The best thing about winters is that you can stay under the blanket all day long and mom would never be angry, unless you forget to put the washing machine drain pipe to the drain-hole and she finds your bathroom a foamy mess.
Again, its only during winters that Anna Hazare had to break his fast without the government agreeing to his crazy ideas.(Although I think the reject your MP idea is good)
You know its winter when it takes more than a second to fix your wedgie with so many layers of clothing to be pinched out from. It actually is embarrassing in the public thus encouraging longer stays under the blanket.
AND, no of layers of clothing worn would be equal to the number of days you haven't bathed.
The best thing about winters is that you can stay under the blanket all day long and mom would never be angry, unless you forget to put the washing machine drain pipe to the drain-hole and she finds your bathroom a foamy mess.
Again, its only during winters that Anna Hazare had to break his fast without the government agreeing to his crazy ideas.(Although I think the reject your MP idea is good)
You know its winter when it takes more than a second to fix your wedgie with so many layers of clothing to be pinched out from. It actually is embarrassing in the public thus encouraging longer stays under the blanket.
AND, no of layers of clothing worn would be equal to the number of days you haven't bathed.
