Summer Love

How I pretend that I love those woolies that wrap me thick through the chill that goes around in the famous north Indian winter. The vibrant mufflers, the irresistible overcoats, the chic boots swing in action. 
How I delight at the colour that erupts in my backyard and makes it's way to my kitchen. The delicate aroma of my homegrown greens, spinaching me completely, radishing me in their spell,  but really, how many clothes can one wear? The heaters, the warmers, the socks fail to keep me warm, the drink comes therein, finally with some merit to it's credit. 
When I really do a rethink in those sunless days,which never come in singles, rather multiples of two, make me crave long and hard for those summery days, when I am free from the layers of clothing that has kept me bundled up in the grey months, when I have lost those extra chunks of flesh that I got on me, during the ghee loaded days (wishful thinking), when I fight hard with that til ka laddoo, stare at it for 35 long seconds, and then dig in, knowing fully well that this laddoo, or rather one after the other, would find a place to settle itself somewhere on me long after they are gone.
I long for the watermelonish thirst and cucumberish hunger, to keep me going in those long, warm days without giving me pounds to worry about.
I long for a hearty swim in the pool, to come out of my hibernation and run an errand without thinking twice about going out.
Little do I realise that my fingers freeze while I write this one, and I doze off blissfully in my velvety quilt. It seems ages have passed by, cos it is the warm spring sun that came through my window to wake me up from my deep slumber.
Lo!!! Am I hallucinating? 
The flowers in my balcony suddenly sprung up! Who watered them all this while? The thoroughfare, bustling with people going about their tasks in the warmth of the weather. 
And I remember, this abruptly ended write up needs to be finished before I revel in the glory of the new season that has come by. 
Woaah!! My fingers are working! They are just fine. So I'll quickly give it a final shape cos its time to pack the woolies and fold away the quilt until signs of next winter show up. 
Till then, I m gonna go, fill my tub with bubbles, it is a long time that I looked at bath water with fondness ;), spruce up my summer wardrobe, make way in the backyard for summer creepers, while my summer salad waits for me at the table. I'm sure you have your plans too!!