Winter was away for winter break a few days ago. Then it crept up with a bashful melancholy and froze my balls. It's this kind of hide-and-seek peek-a-boo that I was not raised to endure. Fight it though I do, deep down past several ogre layers of me, is a Bangali who yells in outrage at being forced to endure a climate so cold. 10 degrees? What? Bring out the monkey caps!
Different people react to winter in different ways, I've noticed. Sanju is a Tamilian. He had the misfortune of cracking the Joint and spending two horrible years at IIT Chennai before finding his true calling. So he dropped out and joined a shady college in a place down south I can't pronounce. The heavens truly had no mercy for this veteran of a fresher, who then found himself happily befuddled in Indore's country club of 450, playing football at 2 in the night.When the days start getting shorter and the evenings longer, he dons his Reebok tracks and grows a beard (presumably to keep warm) and meets winter with a smiling set of teeth so blatantly white, you'd wonder if all the banana chips he eats have some sort of magical mystery Tide could exploit. When winter finally does rear its ugly head, however, he changes into his easy shorts and tee's and braves the winds with a set of one of those earmuffs you can buy on a bus ride from Vellore to Chennai. Winter does to Sanju what Spring does to the cherry trees.
Different people react to winter in different ways, I've noticed. Sanju is a Tamilian. He had the misfortune of cracking the Joint and spending two horrible years at IIT Chennai before finding his true calling. So he dropped out and joined a shady college in a place down south I can't pronounce. The heavens truly had no mercy for this veteran of a fresher, who then found himself happily befuddled in Indore's country club of 450, playing football at 2 in the night.When the days start getting shorter and the evenings longer, he dons his Reebok tracks and grows a beard (presumably to keep warm) and meets winter with a smiling set of teeth so blatantly white, you'd wonder if all the banana chips he eats have some sort of magical mystery Tide could exploit. When winter finally does rear its ugly head, however, he changes into his easy shorts and tee's and braves the winds with a set of one of those earmuffs you can buy on a bus ride from Vellore to Chennai. Winter does to Sanju what Spring does to the cherry trees.
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Funny! You should write more often.
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