Summertime...

Its summer here...unmistakably hot,sweaty,glorious summer.Summer with its lo.o.ong days and even longer evenings. Evenings that seem to hang on ...reluctant to let go and letting the night take over. Nights that creep in stealthily,silently....ready to flee as the early morning sun peeps through. And then again the day takes control....

I love the summer season...have always loved it. Right from the time when the first day of the summer vacation meant the last day of school...and two months of no studies and endless fun ahead. When summer meant endless rounds of ice-cold Rooh-afza ,playing carrom during the day and satolia during the evenings on Ajmer's dusty bylanes. When summer meant those exciting train rides on Kalka Mail for our once-in-two years trips to Kolkata to visit our cousins.

I loved the summer times even when the loos blowing outside on Nagpur's roads forced most but the fearless to stay inside. When summer meant the start of tuition classes for the all-important HSSC exams.When there were no classes in Medical school,but we would go for our clinics...in the Surgery wards that were barely cooled by a groaning,ancient water cooler.

The years keep passing by...But I still love summer. When I can go out with Shonu on leisurely walks in the park. When Hiya can run outside and excitedly scream 'Brishti'as the sprinklers try to bring life to lawns baked by a surprisingly torrid Minnesota sun. When I can sit outside on my patio and enjoy endless rounds of Caprisun and green tea.



I love summer...for its warmth,its indescribable sense of freedom,its vigor,its boundless energy,its glorious days,its wonderful memories....

I love summer.....