The Weather Makes You Realise

While in a meeting today, my colleague remarked that the weather was nice. I looked outside and I saw clear blue sky, and agreed silently that it was nice. It just occurred to me that a few years ago, I wouldn’t understand how a 14 degree Celsius temperature and the sun shining fully on you would be nice. I couldn’t even imagine it to be possible. In my mind (then), a sunny day means it is scorching hot, at least that’s how it is in Malaysia. Unless it is raining in the middle of the day. But even that, the temperature would hover around 28 Celsius, double the temperature of ‘nice’ weather today.

I’ve always read English books, and Enid Blyton among them praised or liked to describe the beautiful spring season. As a boy, I have no idea how it feels like. I guess it feels like mornings in Malaysia, but how can the whole day be like that, so much so that you will have enough time to go out and have a picnic (and find fairies and gnomes under the bushes). Now I understand though those references (the weather, not the fairies). Another perplexing thing was how the school starts in Autumn, and why would they have holidays in Summer? If summer is like in Malaysia, I thought, holidays in Winter would be nicer as you can play snowball. Little did I know that the cold is not that fun and the long days in summer so liberating after a bleak and dull early months of the year. Now I understand, why the school semesters are like so.

It is hard to imagine certain things, if you have not experienced it before, and only when after you’ve experienced it, then you would understand.

Thank you for reading.