Of ice-creams and bricks,
Of cold drinks and rasna in ice to create orange candy,
Of cold drinks and rasna in ice to create orange candy,
Of art class and casio class and once upon a time odissi class,
Of Holi and Mamma's birthday,
Of results and no school and Papa making plans,
Of Kwality in Calcutta and Eden Ice Cream Parlour in Bombay,
Of Mama and Delhi, Mausi and Noida, Baba-Dadi and Arrah, Nana-Nani and Lucknow,
Of pethas and Nani and mangoes,
Of discovering Mother Dairy and Mami's Cold Coffee,
Of dark room and swimming in Asiad and in Lake Castle Club,
Of langdas and alphansoes (or is it alphonsoes?),
Of cotton clothes and getting tanned and fretting over the latter,
Of many showers and beaches, Puri and Bombay,
Of Archies and Tintin and Asterix,
Of attempting to playing water polo and playing the rather simple, polo,
Of soup and Rajdhani,
Of changes in friendship dynamics (:)),
Of Baba and Pepsi,
Of horror movies and lays and Coke and Nitty's house,
Of Goa and tantrums (me),
Of Bhaiya always,
Of exams over and birthday gone,
Of cricket in the colony, and throwball in the building,
Of remembering some and forgetting the rest.
Summer's on the anvil, incessant perspiration is the first indicator. :) I was feeling a little nostalgic, and I was scared I'll forget what summers have been over the years. So here's a little reminder for myself :) Summer holidays are absolutely the best time ever! This time, like last year, I'm going to be in law school, and not at home. While I can't do some of the things mentioned above consequently, summers in law school are not that bad too (for instance there is always Univ Week to look forward to). Also, I just enjoyed 7 fantabulous weeks at home!
I wanted to know - what have your summers been like?
Hmm, ok I like presently - the book When We Were Orphans, by Kazuo Ishiguro. It has this lovely balanced pace to it. I thought that some things were too coincidental, but overall loved the book. Also, if you're reading this please please read Never Let Me Go! Stunning book, imo. Looking forward to reading The Remains of the Day, and picking up The Unconsoled from where I left it.
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the summers i've loved most were spent playing house house in latika's balcony and having kurkure eating competitions and playing CATS where i was always nafisa joseph's character. we used to have fake flip open cell phones. ooh and puri of course :D and CHAAT and chicken roll over there, and bread and eggs for breakfast :)
ooh and SKATING alllll over the place. hee.
and going to bandstand and spending hours with friends or on the phone.
my 6 weeks were also awesome and eventful and all of that. i don't wanna go back. *sob sob*
there's so much left to do.
hmm...the only thing different from all this in my summers were the hours spent floating (with tire tubes when i was younger) in a pond and of course eating lots of fried fish...and climbing trees and walls to pluck mangoes and mulberries. Ooh...and getting up early in the morning to play football/badminton and cycling. Ooh...and playing kitchen set with the girls in my old apartment (this was when I was sum 5 or 6 and I was always the dad who was given stuff to eat...so who's complaining?!) :D
And yeah...hols have been superb. Delhi, Mumbai, Kerala n Tamil Nadu were all better than ever. But then, i dont mind coming back (otherwise it kinda becomes too much of a good thing...n 3rd trims fun)
Umm... Let's see... Summers definitely mean waking up late. :D
Going swimming late at night with family. Mom making home-made ice-cream. Going to delhi to chacha-chachi's house. Meeting up friends and water fights! Going for long scooty rides. Forcing dad to take us for long rides and feed us ice-cream! The relief of FINALLY having an AC. A new computer game to launch into every week. :) And loads and loads of books. :) :( I miss those days!
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