Winter Is Coming

And with it comes self reflection and some regrets

Saniya Khan
2 min readNov 9, 2021

I wake up at 7:23 p.m., exactly 30 minutes after I closed my eyes for a quick nap after getting home from work. I stare at my screensaver, but not mindlessly. This time my phone displays a lush green island with snowcapped mountains illuminated by twilight. It’s hauntingly beautiful. And somehow, it fits. It fits with the eerie silence of the moment and the changing weather.

Winter is coming.

Photo by Ajay Karpur on Unsplash

I can never predict the arrival of a new season. It’s just day and night, right? Each day comes followed by night, and that continues. But then the days get shorter. Nights don’t seem to end. The frizz of my hair doesn’t feel the need to wreak too much havoc. The need for the AC is long gone. Even the fan is off on most days, amplifying the sound of the clock on my wall.

Winter often brings contemplation. I find myself thinking about the future a little more deeply. I think back on the events of the day a little more clearly, what I said, why I said it, and what I should not have said. I think about my life and its progression, how far I’ve come. I think about how the year has been, my achievements, personal and professional. I think about time going by so fast and yet so slow each moment of every day. I think of happy winter memories, eating peanuts with my grandparents and drinking Kashmiri chai (tea), school bonfires, family barbeques, birthdays, and December weddings.

The start of winters marks the end of the person I thought I would become. But it’s okay because I’m becoming someone else. And maybe, that’s even better.

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Saniya Khan
Saniya Khan

Written by Saniya Khan

Marketing professional. I enjoy all things, simple and meaningful. A brown girl who has a lot to share.

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