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es on snow in my life and have been yearning for snow since I was a tiny tot. As long as I can recall. Snow was like magic to me when I saw it on TV shows and movies.I couldn’t wait for morning to come, afraid the snow would all melt. Did a little prayer in my head.<h1 id="3466">23rd February 2008: a dream come true</h1>When I got downstairs I was dying to go out to see. It was the most beautiful sight. Like in a dream. Snow had kissed everything. From the tops of benches to the window sills.<figure id="9957"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*[email protected]"><figcaption>Photo by Author of snow in Boston 2008</figcaption></figure>There was a thick layer of snow outside. I had to walk into it and touch it. Crunch crunch. Up to my knee deep in some places. My track shoes felt wet, but I was in heaven.I rolled a ball of it in my hands. It felt like crushed ice. Like the local dessert we have in Singapore called ice kachang. Without the colourful syrups of course.Later that day after the conference was done we made our way to Harvard. Were my eyes playing tricks on me. It was actually snowing? How lucky am I.I let the snow flakes fall onto my palms. I stuck out my tongue and tried to taste it. Was in my thirties but excuse me for

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behaving like a kid. This was extreme bliss.Soon my partner got worried that it was a blizzard so we had to take a taxi back to the hotel. I was quite disappointed as I just didn’t want to leave the perfection of nature.The news later reported on the one day freak blizzard. I felt so lucky.I often am wistful for a chance to experience this extreme beauty of nature again. When I wonder? I hope before I leave this earth. Just one more time please?I had the best chocolate cake in Boston too making it my best trip ever. Worth the arduous flight. I was truly in cloud nine and wanted to write this for myself to cement and relive the experience.<figure id="6d6f"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*[email protected]"><figcaption>Photo by author of the best chocolate cake ever</figcaption></figure>Can I just go back? Please?I need a second snow experience. Putting it out there so it will be manifested somehow.To give you some context, I have lived my 53 years in Singapore. At the equator. Perpetual summer. No seasons. Extreme heat and humidity. I just long for the cold and winter is my favourite season. Mostly see it in the movies and on TV. Feel very deprived.© Shanti CK All Rights Reserved</article></body>

My First Experience with Snow

It was extreme bliss for me & took me 37 years to get here

22 February 2008

Looking out the huge window of the Westin Hotel in Boston I saw the grey tops of the buildings across.

We had just landed and were unpacking and settling in. I had accompanied my partner for his conference for the first time.

Photo taken by author just an hour plus before the magic white blanket appeared

9pm an hour plus later

I peered out the window and was mesmerised. Why is there white on top of that building?

That’s snow, he replied.

What? Really? I couldn’t contain my excitement. Just an hour before it was grey.

It was extremely exciting as I have never laid eyes on snow in my life and have been yearning for snow since I was a tiny tot. As long as I can recall. Snow was like magic to me when I saw it on TV shows and movies.

I couldn’t wait for morning to come, afraid the snow would all melt. Did a little prayer in my head.

23rd February 2008: a dream come true

When I got downstairs I was dying to go out to see. It was the most beautiful sight. Like in a dream. Snow had kissed everything. From the tops of benches to the window sills.

There was a thick layer of snow outside. I had to walk into it and touch it. Crunch crunch. Up to my knee deep in some places. My track shoes felt wet, but I was in heaven.

I rolled a ball of it in my hands. It felt like crushed ice. Like the local dessert we have in Singapore called ice kachang. Without the colourful syrups of course.

Later that day after the conference was done we made our way to Harvard. Were my eyes playing tricks on me. It was actually snowing? How lucky am I.

I let the snow flakes fall onto my palms. I stuck out my tongue and tried to taste it. Was in my thirties but excuse me for behaving like a kid. This was extreme bliss.

Soon my partner got worried that it was a blizzard so we had to take a taxi back to the hotel. I was quite disappointed as I just didn’t want to leave the perfection of nature.

The news later reported on the one day freak blizzard. I felt so lucky.

I often am wistful for a chance to experience this extreme beauty of nature again. When I wonder? I hope before I leave this earth. Just one more time please?

I had the best chocolate cake in Boston too making it my best trip ever. Worth the arduous flight. I was truly in cloud nine and wanted to write this for myself to cement and relive the experience.

Photo by author of the best chocolate cake ever

Can I just go back? Please?

I need a second snow experience. Putting it out there so it will be manifested somehow.

To give you some context, I have lived my 53 years in Singapore. At the equator. Perpetual summer. No seasons. Extreme heat and humidity. I just long for the cold and winter is my favourite season. Mostly see it in the movies and on TV. Feel very deprived.