The song “Here comes the summer” reminds me that yet again summer is here for us to enjoy and to discover what fun is all about. Well, summer vacation during our school days used to be the best as those 2 months were of all play, no books, no exams, and no rules. I am sure each one of us has a long story to weave about this one. Each one of us has cherished memories of our summer holidays and I for one used to wait for them as I could go visiting my cousins and other relations and go and live by the beachside which today is a dream. We would rent out a bungalow where all my siblings and my cousins and the entire family, even our dog was tagged along where we lived under one roof, in short it was one huge unending party for us. As it was the season of mango and jackfruit, it was a season of fun and eating which I so dearly missed now. Sad to say our children will never get such fun times by the beachside as today going to the beach is another story by itself as the beaches lack cleanliness and not safe too.
My memories of summer are filled with loads of carefree childhood moments, lots of time with family and close relatives, totally unstructured and un-planned. The scorching summer heat didn't really bother us that much either and we were perfectly happy with a pedestal fan in the room and some cool water from the mud pot or fridge and a dash of Nycil prickly heat powder on the neck to ward off the heat. Sleeping outside in the broad veranda with doors and windows wide open with no fear of any thieves with the breeze swaying the trees in the yard, while we chatted about everything under the sun and counted the stars up in the sky was an awesome way to end each day. Also, those days there were Beat Shows at Calangute beach which used to draw a huge crowd. Apparently, this was a meeting place where we would be meeting all our friends from far and near and as everyone was in a holiday mood it was indeed a colourful and vibrant feeling. My parents and my brothers pampered treating me with ice-creams which thrilled me as they met up with their friends. Oh, those were the days and they were my best summer holidays then. Life those days was simple with simple aspirations; so generally, we always had a good time. Those days are never going to come back and I guess our next generation will somehow always miss the joys in simple things like playing in the sand and making sandcastles. I cherish those days called Summer Holidays for a reason and we made the most of it. I end with a verse from Cliff Richards “Summer Holidays” - “We're going where the sun shines brightly, We're going where the sea is blue, We've all seen it on the movies, Now let's see if it's true” *ARLETTE AZAVEDO* -- ARLETTE AZAVEDO .•*´¨‘*•.¸¸.•*´¨‘*•.¸¸.•*´¨‘*•.¸¸.•*´¨‘*•.¸¸.• ::: (_( …*…*…*…*…*…*…*…*…:::::::::::::: *: (=’ :’) :: GOD LOVE US ::::::::::::::::::::: •.. (,(”)(”)¤…*…*…*…*…*…*…*…*…::::::::::: ¸.•*´¨‘*•.¸¸.•*´¨‘*•.¸¸.•*´¨‘*•.¸¸.•*´¨‘*•.¸
