All Along The Watchtower

It is a beautiful day today.

I look out of the window , its "summer" sunny after almost a year , cool breezes blowing , birds chirping , i see hordes of groups playing cricket , there is a sweet smell in the air today.
These summer mornings remind me of my childhood days( not that i am not a child anymore!)

Rewind: 7 years back
By this time of the year, summer breaks would be on , there would still be a few weeks left till our family left for Kolkatta.
On morning like this, i would wake up at 10, eat bread and ketchup for breakfast, call up my friends in my society and plan a picnic!
Then minutes after, we would be downstairs with our clips,bedsheets, biscuits,board games and badminton racquet's.
We would put up the bedsheets , make a temporary house amongst the trees , and have amazing fun till our mothers would get fed up and take us home in the evenings for our glass of milk.
We would play badminton , catch the crock, lock and key , langdi and what not!
Studies , scoldings and a routine were all immaterial to us then.
We would instead run around our society chasing dogs or in search of marble pieces to play sakli in the evening.
We would sit below the peepal tree behind our society in the afternoon and spook each other with weird ghosts stories.
We would scout for non-existing thieves around our colony on our bicycles.
We would race from one end of the colony to the other, to see who is fastest.
We would beg our mothers for Rs.5 to go buy a Max orange Popsicle from the shop next door.
And then run, skip and jump to the shop to buy that Popsicle while singing "Barbie Girl" By Aqua.



Fast Forward: a 7 years skip
I am now in a different society , its my summer "break" now.
I'm waking up at 6.30 and having milk and fruits for breakfast , studying , calling friends and whining about how much there is to do, and then attending lectures from 2 pm to 9.30 pm, then coming home and collapsing on the bed.

And I wont even be leaving for Kolkatta in a few weeks.
I miss my Grandparents.
I miss my cousins.
I miss mangoes.
I miss those days!
Especially on days like these!