Mystical Winter

Winter 2005 was chilling cold upto my likings.I felt like i was in my own kingdom.Kingdom full of mist,cold winds,fresh morning dew (wallah it was so much my weather,the one god created especially for me).
When i talk about cold it will be of least sense not to mention Thithurta(Shivering) Babloo(its a name).His name so much symbolizes his build. Babloo similar to Bamboo (Tall and thin).I admit in my life i haven't seen a two legged creature like him.Being a Man(big doubt) who hails from the land of cold waters (Haridwar) ,he was gutsy enough to keep fan moving even at 2-3 degrees and Funny enough to scare his ghosts at the sight of a bucket full of water.Sharing bed with him was as torturous as eating raw bread with frooti in breakfast.
About me ,I was on my own,washing clothes all by myself and i loved it.Facing the icey cool water at 11'oclock at night it was magical for me and tragical for neighbours with all the noice i caused. Did i tell you how much i like to be a pain in the ass.
Pain in the ass hah it makes me remember Gattu(Ginni my little brother) version of pain in the ass for me.He came into the territory and first thing he did was to show me the wayout of my cozy nest.I had to take refuge upstairs .... but what a blessing in disguise with all the shattered windows it was much colder in this new room hoooo lovely. Everyday i rose with morning sun to see the beautiful doll in the balcony opposite to my ruins.With the face of an angel(oh i haven't seen one but nobody has so noone can counter question me here).So with a face of an angel she looked marvellous in traditional indian wear.With the cold morning singing its chants, and sight of her rubbing palms to manage some heat was a perfect start of a day for me.SSSSSHHHHH hmmmmm sorry i went down into the memory lanes.
Ding Ding Ding oh chutki bhua there she goes breaking the magical spell.She never misses a chance.Oh you want me to tell a little about her well there nothing little about her ...will come to her later because for now i have to go downstairs and get ready.Ii don't want chutki dynamite to burry me down. Hannji Bhuaji here i come .....