The dog cribs about winters. And falling sick. And when the two happen together. Wow. Long title. The wow just made it longer.

As I lay in bed, wiping my nose, wrapped in a blanket, cribbing about things, the antibiotics I just took are trying to kill the goddamn diseases that have made the dog ill and global warming is trying to, well, abolish winters forever. 


What i don't like about winters is that the temperature is so low and everything is so cold. And I know many of you might start saying "Hey dog.. I thought you liked winters.. Atleast that's what you said when summers were approaching.." just shut up. I don't like winters anymore. You have to cover yourself up all the time, you keep in getting a cold, your food gets cold if you eat it after a while because you were too interested in watching Shweta Tiwari and Dolly fight, you can't have ice cream, going to the bathroom is a bigger task than those in Roadies because you have to leave a cosy bed and take 20 steps to rest your arse on a freezing ceramic sheet. I can go on and on. 


Winters also mean no chasing squirrels, mice or lizards because all of them hibernate. What do these people do when they hibernate? Do they conspire on how to trouble handsome looking dogs when they're sound asleep? I think so. 


Before winters, there's this very irritating phase when it's neither cold nor warm. You wear a sweat shirt, but you put on the fan. You wear shorts, but you take a quilt on. You want to have something cold, but you're afraid you'll fall ill. It's like the season of confusion. Let's have summers, monsoon, irritating-confusing-lame season and the dreaded winters. Also, this time Diwali is around the corner. Diwali. The time when humans go crazy bursting crackers. And dogs go crazy hearing noisy crackers at a volume 10X louder than humans do. And there are people coming to your house to exchange gifts all the time. Even when you're in your bath robe, reading the paper. Why? Can't a dog do that. You're right. He can't.


I have more to blabber about. But you don't have time to read, do you? Well, guess what? Take out more time the next time you sit down to read what a  dog has to crib about. Jerk. 

Tushar K. Aggarwal