Let it snow, let it snow.....

Curses! I have been saying that for almost 2 months now, since the beginnings of December when it started getting cold. I have been waiting for it to snow, bu to no avail, it kept getting chillier, made me lethargic no end, but the reason I was enduring all that failed to show up, snow!

well, it finally did show up, in early January and that too when I was out of town in Delhi! talk about fate, all I got to see was some remnants of snow on the streets, which has partially thawed and frozen back during the night into solid ice. All i got to see was photos of people frolicking in the snow, while I was in Delhi, stupid meeting. And i put those pics a few posts ago i think.

Well, today once again the weather started out clear as crystal and by late noon it has deteriorated to such an extent that my boss feels it just might snow. Its been all cloudy and dull for an entire week now almost. looks like I may at last witness some snow, if the cursed thing happens this week. At least this week I have no plans to go anywhere.... for now.

ME outside my office, enjoying the chilling breeze and the lovely weather!

look at that, the valley's disappearing!

Colleague Vineet, so not enjoying the chill! lol!

Pic 1: now you see it

Pic 2: Now u wont be in a little time

And by Jupiter, it disappeared into the haze

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