From the past two weeks, valley has been
submerged under snow. Though the sun tries hard to peep through the clouds, but
it seems that we saw it ages ago. It could now be called the snow age. Snow
here, snow there, snow sky, snow ground, snow house, snow car, snow bird, snow
girl, snow boy, snow animal, all around snow. God has been merciful to us in
terms of snow.
No matter what snow made us devoid of, it added darkness and
emptied us of the necessities. It made us bold and strong enough to bear the
trauma of continuous electricity cut outs. It turned a mentor to us to learn
how Early Man survived.
Waking up seeing the breath taking view added
bliss but being trapped without the necessities took this happiness soon. No
phone, no net, no water, no light, no commodities but a big yes to snow. It
seems like God wanted to repeat the process of survival of the fittest. Thanks
to the inventor of candles otherwise we would have not been able to realize to
whom we are talking lately these pathetic nights. Mamma told me the old folk
tales of long timed snow of infinite depths (waraeh zyadah aus asaan ,chu kus
maen hae) and said they used to open windows to do the house jobs as the door
used to get stuck by snow. They used to blow mats on that snow till the snow
changed color and till they got satisfied with the cleaning. A dry vegetable
(hokh suen) was the need of the hour with fewer commodities to come from
outside sources. She told me how once my grandfather had got stuck at Srinagar
due to prolonged snow, the great Dul lake had got frozen that time. These days
who would have thought the same would happen. The New Year brought 21 century
close to 19th. Blackouts changed to whiteouts.
The irony didn’t stop here; next good news came
up as pir panjal transmission line broke up. What could have a book learned
engineer like me infer from this. When asked by others what it meant I could
only say that it will get well soon. No doubt it did but it turned to be ill
for a longer duration than what I had said. Thermometers turned useful not only
in checking the temperature of the outside Kashmir but also of the long queued
patients inside. I guess it turned to be inversely proportional law. Less
temperature outside, more temperature inside. What I could say Beenish’s winter
fearing law est. 2012 (Hope to get a patent soon).
I think snow should be acclaimed this time for
being available in all forms; avalanches, snow drifts, icicles, snow flurry,
glaciers, and snow mobiles. It had been a tough job and still tough job to come
in clearing all these snowy roads. At the end what I could say is that snow is
the much awaited bliss for all, it seems like snowmen come alive when it snows,
snow sledge has its arrival when it snows, flakes outside adds bliss to a
heart, the whiteness and the uniqueness it has cannot be attained in any other
season or in any other region. We are lucky ones to see and feel it. Still I
don’t want the snow now and my patience has ended. God please let the Kashmir
get well soon of this extended snow and temperature dip. Ameen
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