🌾 Pongal Is Only a Month Away… And Somehow, December Feels Different

There’s something special about December in Tamil Nadu.

It isn’t just winter.
It isn’t just Christmas lights.
It’s that slow, familiar whisper in the air…
Pongal is coming.

Every breeze feels like a reminder.
Every early morning sunlight feels like a hint.
The fields look greener, the sky looks softer, and our hearts?
They’re already counting days to January.

This is the month when mothers check the old Pongal pots…
When grandmothers start planning the menu…
When sugarcane sellers quietly appear near the streets.
Everything around us is saying the same thing —
Just one more month… our festival of gratitude is on its way.

In December, even a simple village scene feels like a preview.
Women in sarees stirring fresh pongal,
the smell of smoke from a clay stove,
the land waking up with the sun —
it all feels like a trailer of the beautiful days ahead.

Pongal isn’t just a festival.
It’s a feeling that starts early.
A feeling that slowly grows all through December,
warming us, grounding us, preparing us for a new year.

And when you see a woman in a field…
cooking pongal the traditional way…
in sunlight that feels like gold…
you can’t help but think —
“Yes… Pongal is near. Just a month more.”

December is the reminder.
January is the celebration.
And Pongal?
Pongal is the emotion that connects them both.

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