Ever since I came to Cardiff , I have been dying to see snow.
Hailing from a city like Delhi , where the average temperature never goes below 30-degrees Celsius for the better part of the year, I was confident that my eternal dream of seeing a soft white quilt spread across the courtyard would finally come true here.
The dream was on the verge of getting trampled when the inhabitants here told me that it "rarely snows inCardiff ". Everytime somebody would say that the winter was going to be “warm and wet”, my heart would plummet further. This year, however I have been lucky.
The dream was on the verge of getting trampled when the inhabitants here told me that it "rarely snows in
I saw snow. I felt snow. I walked in it. I trudged in it. I slipped on it. And I experienced all kinds of it.
One winter evening in December, while walking back from the shopping centre, small white flakes began to fall on me. I thought it was dandruff! And then I thought it was rice crispies. And then, my friend who had accompanied me, exclaimed "Its Snowing!" And my reaction was "THIS is SNOW!" I had a very different version of snow in my head. Anyway, I captured as much as I could.
That was my first. And then it never ended. The little rice flakes would fall in great numbers and form a blanket, which would soon turn hard ice, which would soon melt into sludge (thanks to the bright sun the next day!).
As December grew on, the weather became quite changeable. The mornings would see bright sunshine and a chilly breeze and the evenings would witness snowfall. At one point, in a span of an hour, I saw snowfall and the sun, each 'phenomenon' lasting for fifteen minutes alternately.
January 5th was a momentous day for snow-seekers like me. It snowed. Big, fat flakes of snow. And when the snow fell down, it wasn't hard as ice. It was soft, flimsy like candyfloss. Everyone was out: making snowmen and throwing snowballs.
And the next morning, I saw my dream. A white blanket of soft snow right outside my window.
The snow experience inCardiff has been an immense delight for me so far.
And the next morning, I saw my dream. A white blanket of soft snow right outside my window.
The snow experience in
Supriya is an international student from Delhi, India
She is studying MA International Public Relations
She is studying MA International Public Relations
You can read her first blog post here.
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ReplyDeleteI really like the cold season, i usually like to play with the snow although i´m not a child anymore i remember my happy childhood and all the beutiful time that i spent with all my friends. Now when is snowing i prefer to spend my time with my boyfriend, most of all that he decided to buy viagra, we enjoy all the time.
ReplyDeleteso nice... I too want to experience snow fall badly being an south indian. Did the snow remain soft like cream or turned to rock hard ice after sometime. Was the cold bearable in snow.? Mail me pls
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