Tagged !!

Ms Canada, my friend Pri tagged me recently. I thought it would be a welcome change from the routine posts I do so here goes.

Summer vacations or for that matter any vacations were full of fun. Ever since I remember, I would have a ball of a time and would either be traveling visiting my relatives or holed up at Mumbai having fun. Summers were also a great time to freak out and good occasion for all my siblings to sit together and relish each event.

Being the youngest "GUY" in my family, I was pampered and preferred way too much. Trips to God's Own Country were a must and provided my parents are willing to escort us, we would make the trip to my ancestral house, where all we cousins from different parts would converge. Then would begin at least a fortnight of mayhem where all hell would break loose before my grandfather would step in to silence us nomads. But as expected, within hours the rampage would begin again hahaha.....

Summers meant "Eating time" and boy would I eat like there is no tomorrow. Those yummy stuff my grandma and after her my aunts would cook would make the best chef's hang their heads in shame. I name it I get it :) so right from dried fish curry to typical Kerala cuisine would be made available for me .... hehehe

summers meant stealing mangoes from my neighbor’s farm as he had a special type that we wouldn’t have in our farm. So that entailed enticing his dog with some heavy stuff like meat and then tying him to the stake and scaling the tree to get my hands on them. Apart from these stealing guavas, figs and pineapples were a regular part of my escapades.

Summers meant taking endless rounds of bathing and playing a religious guru just to get my hands on the "prasadam" from our family temple not to forget jauntily walking long distance across the paddy fields visiting cousins and relatives.

Tasting my brothers cooking. He would make noodles in some what a different way which would make them crisp and crunchy. Munching on them while watching movies were a passion :)

Participating in the summer camp was another activity not to be missed. Most of the members would be local guys and having fun staying away from home, doing team building activity was simply superb.

Summers were about planning where my brother would plan what would we do next. This would entail changing the decor of the house, painting, buying new stuff etc. it’s precisely at this time that such things would happen as we all would be around to monitor the progress. (Just proved that my parents were smarter than we thought they are :))

Summers meant buying new stuff for self. This included all sorts of apparels, shoes, bags etc. This also meant buying academic stuff like new books, guides, software etc that would be need in the next year to avoid the last minute rush.

Summers meant pocket money and pocket money meant eating everything from the roadside stall to the neighborhood Chinese restaurant. Didn’t I just say I LOVE to eat.....

Now I have cleared a quarter of my life and I earn 4 times of what my parents combined would earn during those days but somehow it never seems enough. I guess lessons learnt are few and my wants MORE maybe that’s why.

I remember fighting with the bus conductor for 2 rupee change sometime back when I went home you know why? Because my dad paid for the tickets before I could get out some money and that guy was acting too smart by saying he doesn’t have change. Hell!! That freak his leather bag jingled with coins and he was playing around thinking no one would argue at 11.00 in the night...

I fought like hell and got the money back from. You know why? Well that because my dad is retired and has spent hour's toiling to make the amount while I get the same amount in a few minutes time. In comparison his effort is more and hence needs to be accounted for and it’s as SIMPLE as THAT.

I am sure the rest of us too would agree....