Winter in the middle of Summer

and other random thoughts

I woke up to a thick layer of fog this morning. In May. The world is acting out lately. I mean, Aurora Borealis in Ladakh? Watching those greens, pinks, and blues light up the night sky has been on my bucket list for a very long time. I couldn’t go to the North Pole, so a part of it came to me! (I still have not seen it live, but one day I will, hopefully)

Well, I was tired of how monotonous my life had become in the past few days. It felt like I had been going round and round. (I feel better now though, it feels like my brain has pressed the refresh button; because I went downstairs to play a sport. The universe works in mysterious ways)

AN UNDERLYING THOUGHT:

Life was not very nice to me since the past few days... And I blame Mercury Retrograde (I am the last person to know anything about it though) But is it not far easier to blame the universe for your problems rather than your own actions?

Anyway, I heard a song today that pointed exactly to what I was feeling a few days ago.

“Stop the world and let me off
I'm tired of goin' 'round 'n' 'round”

I was also reading “Perks of Being a Wallflower” and came across this paragraph:

“I had an amazing feeling when I finally held the tape in my hand. I just thought to myself that in the palm of my hand, there was this one tape that had all these memories and feelings and great joy and sadness. Right there in the palm of my hand. And I thought about how many people have loved those songs, And how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those songs. And how much those songs really mean. I think it would be great to have written one of those songs, I bed if I wrote one of them, I would be very proud. I hope the people who wrote those songs are happy. I hope they feel it's enough. I really do because they've made me happy. And I'm only one person.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I immediately thought “how do these writers write what I feel.”How do they make their art so relatable. I guess that’s what being human feels like. Being able to share a part of your life with strangers and making them feel like a part of their life is captured in the lyrics of the song or the lines of the book you are looking at.

Okay, so I see I got distracted by my own thoughts, it’s just I have so much to share, yet here I am posting after almost 10 days, ironical, isn’t it?

Anyhow, here is another random thought for you today….

I thought about this after seeing the fog that dawned upon Delhi NCR on 4th may 2023 accompanied with a temperature of 21-degree°C.

/It felt like winter in the middle of summer/

Why are sunshine, rainbows, and butterflies associated with happiness? Why are winters associated with being cold, distant, and sad? I feel like winter is the time of year when warmth is most emphasised.

You do not snuggle in a fleece blanket in summers, do you? You do not get to sit in front of a bonfire with your family and friends and dance around it in summers, right? Summer robs you of the pleasure of making a warm cup of tea or coffee for your beloved ones and giving them the warmest hugs. On the cold, rainy days, the sun feels just right and does not change your skin; it’s a relief, not an attacker to run from. I love winters, and I loved May 4 because the world is acting out lately, and sometimes I am glad that happens.

It’s like Robert Frost’s poem where he associates negative signs like crows and hemlock tree with positive signs and new beginnings. Perhaps, all we need is a new perspective.

“ The way a crow

Shook down on me

The dust of snow

From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart

A change of mood

And saved some part

Of a day I had rued.”

“Every winter is not cold and distant and every summer does not offer warmth.”

Until next time:)