Officers and Men
Blanket of white snow had engulfed everything around.It had snowed for the first time in the valleys this winter.The intensity of the sun started rising once the snowfall stopped.Multiple reflections of the sun rays reached a tin rooftop on the other side of the road which blazed directly on my blue shades.Awesomely soothing I should say.The relief was shortlived.Immediately a gust of wind started blowing.The arteries and veins seemed to contract.A slap on the cheeks which were exposed. I looked around and saw a tea stall nearby.Without wasting time ran for shelter. "Ek chai aur cigarette dijiyega please." "Cigarette kaun si lenge Janaab?" "Kings ...badi waali" "Yeh lo Janaab.Aap Hindustan se ho ?" This question hit me even more stronger than the chilling winds on my cheeks.I never expected this sort of a question.Not able to understand how to react answered in a single syllable - "haan!" I am giving an account of my recent trip to Srin