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The story of why I got Gloves & a Cap

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Hey folks…well Arjun is back and I report on what all he got me (Anu, no diamonds yet but I live in eternal hope). He got me lovely warm long black velvet gloves, a fur cap has these lapels to cover my ears (I had asked for something warm to cover my head and ears), a box of lady Godiva chocolates and Chanel eye-makeup (I wasn’t expecting this last one). Pictures will be up soon.

Now if your wondering why all this warm clothing, its because I feel very very very cold. In Calcutta, people start wearing mufflers and monkey caps the day after Diwali. I’m not that bad, but yes in this city of hot-blooded North Indians (no offense meant people), a cold-blooded (literally meant and not figuratively so don’t get any wrong ideas of reporting em the next time there is an unsolved murder in the vicinity) Bengali like me feels very very verrrrrrrrrry cold indeed. Last year being my first winter in Delhi, I used to be completely wrapped up – thermals, clothes, two layers of sweaters, overcoat, shawl, gloves, cap, muffler, socks, boots (Arjun got me boots made for Diwali so that my feet would remain warm during winter). Yes I know i went overboard and you can stop snickering now. I used to get to office all shivering and chattering teeth every morning. My colleagues (hot blooded North Indians) used to have a god laugh every morning when I entered the office and started peeling off my gloves, cap, overcoat and shawl. I’m sure your laughing too at this poor soul who feels so cooooold.

Pune also used to get pretty chilly, but the days were quite comfortable – a sweatshirt would suffice, but come sundown and I would be found safely inside my razai. My friends would bring me out of my hibernating mode by promising parties, cute guys, that red top of their which I wanted to borrow, cute guys (did I mention that already?), brandy/vodka and chocolate 🙂

This year I’m still on one sweater and a shawl (hey that’s allowed). I confess I wore a huge thick overcoat for a few days when I was at my aunt’s place cuz I was traveling by auto (and not car) and it used to be pretty chilly at night when I would return home in the OPEN auto.

So that’s the whole story of why my husband goes to Germany and brings me back nice warm gloves and caps.


Written by SupMM

November 26, 2008 at 4:30 am

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  1. I also got you Cognac and Baileys to keep you warm!!!!!


    November 26, 2008 at 10:01 am

  2. I live in Kerala, and I wear 2 sweaters and need 3 blankets in ‘winter’. 😀

    Adorable Pancreas

    November 26, 2008 at 12:36 pm

  3. Arjun…I thought those were more for you than for me 😛


    November 26, 2008 at 2:29 pm

  4. Hey Adorable Pancreas welcome to my blog. Looks like your my longlost sister who feels as cold as me 🙂


    November 26, 2008 at 2:30 pm

  5. Aah,but no bengali is complete without the ubiquitous bengali cap..or bandor tupi as we call it 🙂


    November 26, 2008 at 7:06 pm

  6. Hey Lostonthestreet…welcome to my blog. You know that’s what I tell all these hotblooded North Indians. Its in my genes. Just as you guys go ballistic on dal makhni and naan, go ballistic on wearing loads of warm winter clothing 🙂


    November 27, 2008 at 4:44 am

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