Yesterday, my lecturer for physiology wished us happy ‘soviet winter 1st day’. Under the pretence of knowing dat the day exists, we just smiled back to her. Wat a joke? The street is still clear from snow, in fact the temperature goes up day by day, and the nature is just like to refuse the way how it should go.
Or, winter this time will be a dead severe cold soviet winter without snow, and how on earth it will be? Wat come across my mind is that, we’ll be living in the middle of nowhere, with the dead trees, and the sound of the day is drowned out by the chilly winter typhoon. I deeply madly do feel it. But only Allah knows wat lies beyond the mystery, truly only he knows.
December is officially accepted and declared as the 1st month of soviet winter. Let it be. My house owner got an otpusk [some kind of one day off]. And for the most of Russian people, December or more accurately the winter itself, is the ‘most waited’ season in every year. Don’t know why, but me myself love to see the whitish crystal like tree in the morning, when at night snow was pissing down.
Happy soviet-winter time!!