My Mumbai friends tell me the city is shivering presently and the temperature even hit the 4 degrees mark last week.
Sitting in an unusually hot Bangalore, which received a cold shoulder from the winter goddess this season, I start thinking about global warming.
The symptoms of utmost cold, like shivering, were alien to this city this year.
Still, some of my colleagues wear sweaters to office, and I admire their optimism.
They must be hoping against hope that the cold wave would hit them any time!
It was last winter that I migrated to Bangalore from Mumbai and I still remember my office cabby finding it difficult to navigate the cab in the thick fumes of snow at 1 am.
Also, last year, I helplessly watched my wife splurging on creams and allergy medicines. Dry skin, you know?
But this year, no such difficulties.
They must be hoping against hope that the cold wave would hit them any time!
It was last winter that I migrated to Bangalore from Mumbai and I still remember my office cabby finding it difficult to navigate the cab in the thick fumes of snow at 1 am.
Also, last year, I helplessly watched my wife splurging on creams and allergy medicines. Dry skin, you know?
But this year, no such difficulties.
Bangalore is no more the techy's Ooty I guess.
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