One more Summer gone by, where are your memories!
The kids are going back to school; the days are shrinking again, the nights getting longer. The sunny days of summer are ready to say goodbyes. There is a chill in the morning air…
The days go by, the time keep ticking; the meaning of life is lost somewhere in between…
It was only yesterday that we were kids; we used to look forward to the summer breaks. With the hot sun scorching all day, we never cared or complained about the summer heat of India. The air conditioners were rare. To save electric-power, there were mandatory electricity shut-downs everyday, for hours…but that did not bother us much. That was the norm. For us, the kids, there were very few things to worry about…
Every summer, there used to be something new going on. New memories, if we look back. The life was simple but rewarding. Every day eventful. Even the trivial stuff mattered. Roaming aimlessly with a group of friends had a purpose. The lasting monsoon rains and lightening storms never stopped any of us from venturing out. Stopping was not in our plan towards meaningless destinations… or wandering thoughts….
I remember one summer, a friend of mine was infatuated with this girl. She was visiting her aunt, a few houses down the street from his house. She was in town for the summer break.
Every evening, she used to come out on the roof-top balcony. He would wait for hours- even though he knew she would not come out until her aunt is busy in the kitchen. On the far side of the street, he would stand there waiting…Eventually she would come out and he would stand their with a smile; they started to exchange ‘hellos’ by waiving, the controlled little waive without letting anybody else see the gestures. This was their daily ritual that would last from a few minutes to half an hour depending on the surroundings or nosy neighbors. One day, on his asking, I watched them from behind his door. I was his witness, so he could brag to all our friends about this ‘achievement’ of his….
And then, one day, she was gone. Soon after, the summer was over. He never knew her name, he probably won’t even recognize her today, but for those few weeks of summer, he was on top of the world. They never met again, but he still remembers that summer, and those evenings. That was 7th grade. It used to take so little to feel so good.
There are some joys of life that may not be called ‘accomplishments’ or ‘achievements’, but they last the life time. The summers should be full of such joyful memories that last forever. It does not have to be about girls or boys; it could be about ANY trivial stuff that matters – families, friends, new hobbies, old hobbies, spontaneous stuff….
One less summer should always mean a few more good memories.
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