In Shillong, winter descends like flamingos with wings of fire on cherry trees. Pink cherry blossoms devour the town and changed the whole mood. You know winter has set in. The town looks ethereal and unreal. I had never quite noticed these before during my earlier visits. I was used to these treats. But now, returning from the scorching heat in Delhi, I’ve slowly learned to appreciate things I would otherwise have taken for granted. Many Indians traveled to foreign countries like Japan to get a glimpse of this beauty. We never realized that we had it in our our backyard.
Cherry blossoms vary from pink, to off white pink and certainly lend tone and contrast. There are no particular places to go watch these vibrant blossoms. They are everywhere. Shillong sure looks like a beautiful damsel during this time of the year. The festive season of Christmas has just stepped in.
As I walked through small streets and houses, I can’t help but stop and take in the beauty. Strangely, most of the locals don’t even bother to gaze or stop to admire. The locals are more concerned about the delayed blossom. Not long ago the blossom sets in by the last week of October. Now it’s been delayed by a fortnight or so. It just goes on to show that winter has set in a bit later than it should. It is one of the many side-effects of global warming. The blossom is more special because it is short lived; it heralds the arrival of a new season; winter. But as I looked at the cherry blossoms I see more spring than winter.