The onset of sun has become mild and day begins with a hazy and diffused light. Even my east-facing bedroom permits me to stay in the bed a little longer.
And when the golden blob becomes a little strong during the course of the day, it feels good in the bones to be underneath it.
Finally, when the evening comes with the leaves on the trees swaying in a calm joy, and the birds chirping ‘Homeward Bound’, you feel like going for a long walk.
The mild winter of Bombay is here.
ps: I miss the extreme winter of my hometown.