The most memorable 200 meters

Before I move ahead with my story, I want to share an experience I had here today. I am staying in the summer camp of the Indian Antarctic Station- Maitri since my room is being renovated. My room is around 200 meters from the main station. And I walk to and fro 3-4 times everyday. Yesterday there was a strong wind of about 40 knots, touching 66 knots at times. Towards night, there was a mild snowdrift as well when I walked back to my room for the night. When I woke up in the morning and opened my door to walk back to the station, I was awestruck by the most wonderful sight that I have every seen. There was snow blowing all around and visibility was reduced to a few meters. I could not see our station. And all around there was a lovely blanket of snow. Just outside my door, 2 feet of snow had piled up, and in the few seconds that I opened my door, a considerable amount had blown into my room as well. I stepped out with a bag containing my laundry and an empty water bottle and started the walk to the station. My legs sank knee deep in the snow. As I trudged to the open area, the thickness of the snow decreased but I was taking the direct impact of the wind now. I felt as if the wind would blow me away. I had to make no effort to walk. The wind carried me. The blowing snow also started to hit me directly. It was not the kind of snow that I have seen till now. It appeared dry and powdery, and the flakes were tiny. They can be described as cold talcum powder. The snowfall was horizontal rather than vertical. They were bombarding me into blindness. I turned my face away from the direction of the wind. It can be called a horizontal waterfall. The snow was accumulating in a peculiar manner. There was minimal snow accumulation on the windward side of anything- stone, pebbles, building, boulders, and vehicles as the wind would blow away any snow. But there were huge snow pileup on the leeward side. So one side of my cabin was in 2 feet of snow, whereas on the other, there was hardly any snow.
I could not see the station at first. But I was walking in the direction of the station. Then I saw the outline of the station when I was a few meters away. I as I entered the station and turned around to close the door, I paused for some time to take in the beauty of Antarctica outside- our first brush with winters and my first real Antarctica experience. The blizzard is still continuing as I am writing, the wind is blowing hard as ever, making a sound of a noisy generator. I must soon start the walk back to my room, but this time, its dark outside. I cant wait to start.