But, is it nothing to know when you are dying, when you are about to take leave of this world, of its joys and sorrows, when the past of your life is unfurled before you, when eternity opens wide its portals, is it nothing to know at that last awful,supreme moment of your lives, that you have not lived in vain, that you have lived for the benefit of others, that you have lived to help in the cause of your country's regeneration?

-Surendranath Banerjea

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Memoirs revisited..

Everyone hates summer..it's one heck of a whore which manhandles you leaving you weighed down to ground sultry,the t-shirt sticking on to your body,all drenched in sweat,the sun shining and glazing at you sucking every remainder quantum of energy..and here at kerala,the kseb flaring up the heat with its powercut once in every hour..water shortage with an increased water requirement is a paradigm of this period.. With all those fingers crossed for at least a drizzling,there would be rain by the middle of the summer,emanating the fragrance of the fresh soil..

But for various reasons,i love summer..
Not the heat,
Not the mugginess..
Not the powercut..
But there was a time when i longed hard for the advent of summer..school days..and my summer vaccations..
It used to be like i live the whole year just for these 2 months of vaccation..The time when all we had to do was play play and play..well of course,the deep unperturbed slumber till about 9am..

With all those queer timings of my school which chose to synchronise with its north Indian peers,i always had to leave by 6.30,and so sleep was a valuable and rare commodity..

Mine being the ancestoral home,almost all of my cousins would report on time for the blast..Those were the days when i played cricket,I being one of those species close to extinction with the males dominating the numbers, i had no other way but to resort to these stupid outdoor games,stupid coz it woos me not anymore..

Thinking of summer,i'm reminded of mangoes,cards,carroms,and yeah multiplication tables!!Uh-huh!!that was the most vexating part..caligraphy and learning multiplication tables were madatory among the time pass when i was a kid..i used to try different ways to evade them,including trying to sleep before dad gets back from office,but i was always a bad fugitive..

Projects were the next pricks..We used to have class for a month during april and then left for the vaccations so that we don't essentially waste it out playing some crappy games,but utilise it effectively by doing the 'important' home works and projects to be submitted duely on reopening..Afterall who cares!

Summers remind me of my grandma's death..which i couldnt really mourn for at that time when the reality failed to sink in..

It reminds me of 3 birthdays,mine,my bro's and a cousins..Everything a party in itself..
The picnics we had to umpteen places with a batallion of my family,aunts,uncles,cousins..

Summers bring up a gust of emotions and a gush of memories..sweet,sour,as well as bitter..

But even contemplating my eventful past on this dogs day,i swear at it,at the heat,at the sultriness when i had just bathed for about the 3rd time right now..

Khuda Hafiz


AnjuGandhi said...

hi, I feel like saying ditto ditto to your post.Even for me Summers have fond memories.thinking of those bygone days makes my eyes damp. Now with every one busy with their lives no fun during the summers.All brothers sisters, niece and nephews settled at different places
and summer also reminds me of 4 birthdyas in the family and also the death of my father.

one more thing before reading your post i was just thinking that in june after my son finished his exams we must visit Kerala and Voila i opened my post and then yurs and there you are talking about Kerala

Gayathri said...

@anju,lol,that was more than a perfect timing!! you are always welcome to God's Own Country my dear :)

Shini said...

really wonderful...
as u said ..i too luv summer..had a lot f fun dat time..memories passin by...

Gayathri said...

@shini..now as well right..going in and out of___ :P

Ms. Neha Gandhi said...

huhhhh... ahhh summer... so many memories...
have u read " that summer in paris" its one of my favorites...

talks about a different summer experience

Thousif Raza M.B said...

Provocative at first;), but absolutely true, you know as you said summers were just fun when we were kids, now every day i gotta strive for water ohh how i hate summer now.

its so true childhood is the best part of one's life

god i have so many memories

thanx for making me remember them, will savor those moments forever

nice post as usual

i couldnt find ur email so the suprise i told you i will give you here itself

i am occasional poet( a bad one ;))

i sat back yesterday and wrote this for ur 'ongoing' phase

so here goes:

here's a story of how i met
a girl named gayathri on the internet
she loved to blog and loved to talk
until one day in her life, she ran amok

To a curse named loneliness another named depression
she was pretty sad, cause she couldn't find a solution
i told her to forget it, be happy, and gimme a smile
she said, its not so easy, it will be a while

i thought i would give her a sweet surprise
wanted to write something, that would always be in her eyes
so i wrote this poem, i hope its nice
gayathri, if you like it, then gimme 2 hi fi's
just like you are smiling now, be like this forever
Don't be sad, Not 4 a moment .Never

hope you like

and i have updated my blog, drop by k

take care and keep writing........

Gayathri said...

@neha,no dear,havn't read summer in paris..may be sometime..
thanks for having a peek at my space :)..hope to see you again in the forthcoming posts too...

@thousif,that was sweet man..simply sweet..:)as u expect,it's not really a smile,but a wide grin on my face..fyi,i smile well..the one of the very few things i do excellently and i boast abt..lol..
and yeah u get ur share of hi-fi;s!! cheers :)

Durga Nandan said...

Dont make me love this summer di. it is soo hot tat i am hating it already. :P

Thousif Raza M.B said...

hmmm i am glad that you liked it, you dont know how much work i had put into that,

and where r u? why haven't you visited my blog, follow my blog yaar then i wont have to remind you of every update i make, you will follow na?

cya on the blog

take care and keep writing.......

Gayathri said...

@durga,lol..we did love them once na.. :D

@thousif,i did read that post even before u reminded me..the one on roadies ryt..but couldnt leave a comment..will do that soon.

rameez said...

Summer of 2009 ?! Oh I forgot that you hated that song..

but it needs to be commended. Even you got around to getting bathed!
And THREE times, God!
I've started believing in miracles.

Zillionbig said...

wow, yours was an eventful growing up, and you from kerala, nice to know that. i was wondering whats kseb(first i thought its Kasab-the trerrorist) they the KSEb thing sinked in. nice writeup....

Gayathri said...

@Rameez,it's ridiculous to think that every one has this hydrophobia as you do..there are normal people around too.. :P

@Zillion :D,man,this title makes me laugh!! it was funny to think of kasab with kseb.. :D

mon espace said...

hey!! i know excatly what ur talking about..being in kerala myself..

enjoyed reading it, brought back memories..esp, projects, carroms etc. :)


Gayathri said...

@veda,yeah,evanescent pleasures.. :)