A large part of the day from November to February belongs to the mist. The nippy, early-afternoon breeze attempts to drive you indoors. The sun, ineffective through the day finally retreats below the horizon. The stars overhead seems to be reflecting the bonfires across the villages and mountain side. Young and old people alike, snuggle up in light woolens. It's winter in Matheran. Best described in words like 'cosy', 'lazy' and 'sleeping late'.