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5 Things I Love about Winter

I seem to share a love-hate relationship with this chilly winter season, but then who is to blame? My last blog-post was about how much I hate winter season for reasons now known to all. Nevertheless, there are two sides of a coin, so apparently, I also kinda like the season for the very few reasons that I have gathered. Despise and despite the cold, I find myself admiring it. Maybe you can relate. 


 1. Everything hot

                                            

And by that I most certainly mean I love myself. Well, keeping aside my self-obsession, I really like a warm body (mine or ...), warm bed, warm days and warm people (I can transfer my cold to them in return for the warmth). Oh, talking of hot things, I am more than happy to use the laptop on my lap for its bottom is as hot as your partner (I don't mean it, though). You never know warm unless you know cold, so that's how it works. There's one exception and that is well, the hot-dog which I don't like. 

2. Food


There's no reason to not love food, be it winter or summer. A straight-out-of-the-oven double cheese margherita with barbecued chicken is one of the finest foods one can get in order to beat the biting cold. Well, that's my idea of a warm indulgence. A bowl of soup, a hot chocolate fudge, a warm doughnut, but nothing beats a steaming mug of hot coffee. It's best when its Rich Made. I'll go fetch another cup as you move on to the next point.

3. Tight hugs



This one's my personal favourite.. I'm all up for hugs irrespective of the season. And when it's as cold as 7 degrees centigrade, tight hugs can make you feel warm inside out. The best ones are those that last more than a minute, you know right? And then someone said, "The nicest thing about hugs is that you can't give one without getting one." So, spread some love and warmth this winter, Be a hugg-er.

4. Sun


Will you disagree with me if I say I love the sun during the winter? No, right? The sun is our resort when we need a natural heater and on days when the Sun God is kind enough, know that you're blessed. I never crave for sunlight any more than I do during these 2-3 months.


5. Goodbye
         

I know goodbyes suck but trust me, the only goodbye I like to bid is to the winter season. Finally, the torment will be over.


Some may love winter, others may hate, some may hate summer, others may love it. It's the nature's game, and there's nothing we can do but adapt to it, unless, of course, you want to migrate to places where weather conditions please you all year round.


I'm reminded of these lines as winter arrives in full swing with a strange calmness to it:


"If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?"
- Ode to the West Wind, P.B Shelly



P.S This is an edited version of the same blog that I wrote last winter. 
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