Winter, the best of all the seasons. It’s when you pack yourself in layers of clothing. The time when you enjoy different flavors of tea. When you sit near the chimney in a dark wooden room, while flakes of snow, cover your garden and the pine trees around your house with a white sheet. It’s the best of all the seasons. Even for those who have no access to the outside world. Places like Kinnaur and Lahul Spiti. People in these remote villages sit together and enjoy life. All of these distant villages have a number of festivals in winters as they cannot do much in their fields.
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A cold winter morning in Shimla
An early morning scene of the Indian Coffee House of Shimla.
I am sitting here in the Indian Coffee House.
The one situated on the mall road of Shimla, Himachal Pradesh, India.
Its a cold winter morning.
Its around 8:30 am
I could not sleep the entire night. So here I am on an early morning walk to the Mall Road.
Here are some pictures i took on my way.
People busy with their daily chores in a cold winter morning at Lower Bazaar of Shimla, Himachal Pradesh, India
People of Shimla covered with warm clothes in a cold winter morning at the mall road
A worker trying to pick a pile of cardboard on the stairs of Shimla in a cold winter morning.
It was only when I was strolling, I realized that I might freeze in a few seconds.
I got inside the only eating joint that was opened.
I am waiting for my third cup of filter coffee.
Its a South Indian version of coffee that has a burning taste to it. Its made when the milky water is made to pass through the ground coffee powder without any pressure, but I think they have just boiled the water and added coffee with milk to a pan and served it in a small white cup with a saucer. Its the Indian way of making coffee.
Too much information.
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I am staring at the menu board on my left wall.
I think it has one ironical mistake.
‘Veg Hum Burger’.
Hum Burger at the Indian Coffee House
I just overheard a funny conversation of the couple sitting at the table to my left.
Then I overheard another conversation of a policeman talking about some criminal.
I don’t think overheard is the right word. I am trying hard to listen and keep myself busy.
Never thought this place could be so interesting. That too at around 8am in a cold winter morning.
I hear a cat mewing.
I think its under my chair.
I see the waiters trying to shoo it off in a very secretive way.
Its so amusing.
I hear pink floyd.
‘Waiting for the worms’
Pink Floyd in The Indian Coffee House of Shimla ?
How is it possible ?
Oh! I found the source. Its that foreigner sitting right in front of me.
Foreigner playing Pink Floyd on some music player
What an amazing morning.
Pink Floyd, interesting conversations, a cat mewing.
Kalta just arrived.
‘Its real cold outside’, he said.
I placed my order for two more cups of coffee.
Its my fourth cup.
I think I should shut up now.
My breakfast just arrived.
A cup of filter coffee and a plate of Vada- Sambhar at the Indian Coffee House of Shimla
Bye! Have a great day.