Missing Delhi winters!

I'm sitting in Mumbai on the 26th of December and it doesnt seem even miles close to the winters I'm used to from Delhi.
Sure, the weather's nice and global warming is getting Mumbai closer to Arctic winters more than ever, but I still miss the Delhi winter chill, and the hours spent on the chhat gorging on guavas, oranges, peanuts and loads of revdis and gajaks. I wrote this blog, because as I sit in sunny mumbai i was just reminded of the popcorn and peanuts cart that this man used to drive by with in fron tof home every winter afternoon I can remember. We'd run down from the balcony, take 10 rupees worth of hot popcorns, (kept warm by a earthen pot with burning coal in it). It would almost be 2 bagfuls and we would nervously balance them, careful not to drop a single precious morsel. It would then be taken to the kitche, where my sister would warm up some butter, empty out the popcorn into big bowls and pour the golden yellow butter liberally all over them, till they glistened and reflected the blurry winter sun.
Well, ya its another thing, that gymming and aerobics have become essential for a healthy existence now after those years of buttered pop corn! ;)
But, never mind.. memories like those still melt in my mouth, so its all worth it in the end I guess..