The Winter is coming, it’s a bit of a joke
With temperatures rarely dipping to single digits
In the coldest of cold.
But it still leaves us rummaging in cupboards at home
In attics and trunks for clothes kept away
However, despite the barely perceptible cold weather,
We do have our winter and the joys that it brings.
Fresh pomfrets and sole, red snapper and mackarel
Lobster and prawn
To grill and to pickle and garnish with lime
or fry to a crisp with a breadcrumby crust
Winter’s juicy red carrots make a halwa divine.
Its sweet peas so tender to stuff samosas for tea
Winter brings mornings that are crisp with a chill
That needs you to warm up with a porridge of oatmeal
Or Phada nu khichada cracked wheat that’s wholesome
With spices and ghee.
Hot gulab jamuns and other foodies’ delights.
Like Undhya a mixture of vegetables and beans
Cooked slowly with spices by each Undhya Queen.
Winter means fondue and hot chocolate drinks
So even if Mumbai’s winters don’t mean warm sweaters or cozying up in front of a fire
It doesn’t mean standing in the mild winter sun
It doesn’t mean shivering in mist shrouded bus stops
It doesn’t mean heavy winter quilts and hot water bottles
Winter means partying with jewels and silk
It means dark early mornings with sunsets at six.
It means unfrizzy hair and non sweaty skins.
I love Mumbai’s winter and can’t really wait
And glad it is coming this year not too late!