Whitewashed...

This December was the 1st time in my life i saw and experienced snowfall. 1st time that i realized 'Oh! this isn't rain.. these are small lil tiny snow flakes!!' They stuck on my winter coat and refused to melt. This was the 1st time that i got to observe them and realize they actually do look like those pictures on Christmas greeting cards. Had my 1st walk across the street to my bus stop and tasted snow..and as crazy as this sounds, walking with your mouth open to feel the chilled snow flakes dissolve on your tongue..it does feel great. 

Winter brings in the curse of  'binging on anything you find' upon you and hence the completely strange cravings for totally unhealthy oily Chinese food. Which means you are tempted to drive out at 12 am and drag your roommates along with you to find  'The' place that will satiate your cravings. After 20 mins of driving in circles around downtown to find a suitable place we finally abandoned the search for 'The' Chinese place and were ready to settle for anyplace that would be open at that hour as nothing could satisfy us but 'Chinese....'. Finally some place was still open and we entered about 10 mins before they close. After delaying their shutting down time by an hour and our tummies full from the yummy, 'not healthy at all', 12 am chinese food we went searching for our car which by now was covered by snow and what better way to clear off all that snow if not for a snow fight. :) :) ....A lot of slipping, laughing, aiming, shooting, running and screaming minutes later...

i had had my 1st snow fight... without gloves or a snow jacket on..The snow went inside our clothes and inspired impromptu dances to get it out. Our hands ached from the cold. We put the cooking stove on to get some color back in them (Blue in such circumstances is not a color you want see your hands in.. plus you only have 10 fingers afterall... )

The sky was a bright orange at 1 am in the morning. We later realized it was due to all the light that was reflected by the snow. I was way to tired to stay up beyond this point and there ended my 1st snow adventure. The next morning the view from the balcony was amazing. Everything was covered under a white blanket of snow. It was beautiful and cold. Like as if someone up there decided to white wash the world every year before he could color it again with a different combination of colors this time around. Different strokes each year...

PS: the view outside my apartment and at left most corner my car that serves as 'ammunition reserve' to make snow balls when your parked outside the restaurant without a shovel.