Snowflakes on Friday #FridayReflections

I’m sitting here on a blue and white striped couch in a New Jersey apartment, surrounded by a benign looking brown, soft, furry teddy bear , an open mouthed Elmo and a faintly bored blonde doll who is incongruously dressed in her terry towel sarong .

It is no time for a romp on the beach , I want to tell Miss Blondie and lucky for you you can’t feel else you’d have turned blue with cold. She stares at me vacuously through her unseeing eyes as I look outside and see the falling snow. All of it turning into water before it hits the ground – it’s too warm to remain snow my friend Cee reassures me sending my fear and apprehension of being caught in a snow storm.

These last few days of unsettled weather – grey and wet alternating with crisp and sunny and occasionally a snow shower like today have left me equally unsettled . I left behind a sunny Mumbai that was gearing up to the Spring Festival of Holi. Here the winter doesn’t seem to end .

There are times when I feel that life has just two seasons – intolerable heat or freezing cold : extremes that leave me yearning for something more balanced. Equanimous days of temperate climes where life goes on at an unhurried pace.

But on the other hand the boring predictability of each day would be dampen the surprises unfolding each day detracting from the challenges and joys each moment brings.

I hear the train horn in the distance and wait for Ms Papaya to return home with her mother . My pot of daal is bubbling on the electric stove. Soon it will be joined by a spicy green and my latest thrill – the glorious rising of a hot phulka!

But before I get back to the kitchen, I will loll around on the couch some more , reading pages from a book that captures a life of decadence long passed. Or are those stories just re-played with a new cast of jet setting souls for whom the champagne always bubbles and the laughter never seems to end?

I’ve already spent the morning getting my girls off to work, talked to people back at home before their day turns into night . I’ve showered and slathered my body lotion and will have a cup of coffee before the girls return .

This is a glimpse of an almost typical day in my untypical life of these days.

Linking up with #FridayReflections hosted by Shalini and Corinne.

And with Mackenzie Glanville for #ablogginggoodtime-82 who blogs at Redlections from Me



Happy weekend all!

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Author: Unishta

A granny who always sees the humour in life and tries to do things differently. When others make cupcakes, this granny makes banana fritters. When she’s not busy chasing her grandchildren who love making her run around, she indulges in her passions of reading, writing, meeting friends and watching movies. And somewhere between all this she enjoys travelling and cooking!


  1. Switching between freezing cold and hight heat is difficult. Our poor body take the toll of it all. We had wet and cold weather couple of days ago and now back to sunny. Loved the click, Sunita. It’s calming. ?

  2. Handling extremes of climate definitely take a toll on us. And you know what they say about expecting a surprise when our routine is dull and expecting it to return to normal when our routine sees too many twists and turns 🙂 The grass is always greener on the other side. Take care!

  3. Just another day in your life and how beautifully you have summed it up. I loved the analogy of the changing weather and life. And that’s a beautiful pic. Thanks for linking up with Friday Reflections 🙂

  4. Those are two extremes of the weather. I also feel that for you – from Mumbai to NJ, must be change in terms of people you interact, what you do on a typical day back home etc. Loved your pictures and a peek into your life with your girls 🙂 Have a lovely stay!
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