A sweltering day in December

Yesterday was the first weekend in December. I really love the month of December, especially for the weather it brings. Its "December time" for us at office when most of the clients go to sleep, and the workload is at its lowest in the year. December's also the time when it starts snowing across the world, and all I need is nice music, a bean bag, closed eyes and a smile on my face to dream of the first snowfall in Hyderabad.

Let my dreams be as far-fetched as possible, but it really felt my dream was farther fetched yesterday. I had been out with my mom to take care of some shopping chores, and I needed some money. So, I drove to the nearest ICICI ATM. To my dismay, there was a queue of atleast 30 people waiting for their turn in front of the ATM. ICICI did their best by providing 4 ATM machines inside the ATM bay, but it took me nearly 15 minutes of waiting in the queue and under the hot sun.

That brings me to the subject of my blog. Why is the sun so hot in December? Global warming? Naah! Its probably the air-conditioning at office to which I got used to. But then I saw a street-dog digging itself into a pile of sand near a house under construction. I'm sure it was feeling the heat too. (Well I leave it to the user to take the correct meaning of heat here). I wished I was lying there too, digging my hands and feet into the wet sand, and cooling myself off.

I really love Hyderabad for its climate, even if it can get unbearably hot in summer. The air generally is extremely dry, and how much ever you sweat, its going to get evaporated soon. But it gets tough when it is hot, as it will sap all the energy in you. Standing in the hot sun for 15 minutes took its toll on me, and I had to sleep for more than 4 hours towards the evening to recover from the ordeal.

And it did not end there. I had a headache late in the night. I'm feeling better now, but the weekend is almost over, and I'm still trying to get into the weekend mood here. So, after I post this blog, I'll switch on some nice jazz, slump into my bean bag, close my eyes and smile.

Pandora continues to surprise me, and continues to take me into a wonderland, if I decide to lay in my bean-bag and doze off. The sun continues to blaze, but I don't care.