Fall is Here
Fall is here.
Or at least it's supposed to be. It has been abnormally muggy for autumn lately and it would have been difficult to digest the fact that we are halfway into October had it not been for the colour-changing leaves taking on golden, amber and scarlet hues and the shortening of the glorious summer days as the sun sets early into the horizon awash with jaw-dropping shades of blue and purple.
Fall is my favourite time of the year without doubt and it has nothing to do with the fact that my birthday falls (pun intended) during this lovely time of the year.
During autumn, the weather is perfect perfection.
Slightly nippy but warm and cozy at the same time.
The sultry Indian summer with its harsh glare is long gone and the chilling-to-the-bone winter is still on its way.
Nature is doing its happy fall dance as God goes crazy with the colours painting huge strokes of greens oranges reds yellows and browns on his vast canvas.
I love that apart from eating tasty food, I get to make it too. So it's time to fire up the oven and bake superdelicious stuff like these donuts, this autumness in a cake or these yummy yummy pumpkin rolls as my house is enveloped in the mellow aromas of fall.
It is also that time of the year when half of India is decked up in lights and colours. Your spirits are inadvertently lifted when all around you are broad smiles and nothing else as people gather for colourful dandiya nights and lively cultural programs. You dress in your ethnic best, eat, dance, socialise, enjoy.
The warm fuzzy clothes are brought out and the flimsy summer outfits, which somehow make my fat body feel oddly uncomfortable are packed off until next spring. Furry sweatshirts and baggy jumpers are quite welcoming as they conceal the necessary and make you want to snuggle into bed with your favourite blanket.
I relish the cold autumn mornings when I can stay a little late in bed with a mug of hot cocoa to warm my fingers while it is still dark outside. It is a stark contrast to early summer dawns when there is a long-fought battle between the sun and me which the former always seems to win.
I cherish the calm silence that accompanies the onset of fall. As the crisp autumn air blows past your cheeks and catches a tawny leaf as it floats gently to the red-carpeted road, you somehow feel oddly at peace. A world apart from the silent and deserted summer afternoons which are more deadly than comforting.
Most of all, I love fall. I love fall for what it brings, what it takes, what it makes. I love fall for what it is.
Raising a toast to autumn!