Summer Love

Summer Love

Last year I moved from Bangalore to Philadelphia. It is the first time I have lived away from my family, friends and from India. Like most Indians living abroad, I often take nostalgic trips down memory lane. Summer inexplicably leads me to pickles and childhood.ย 

Thereโ€™s nothing better than waking up on the first day of the school holidays. Opening your eyes to the realization that summer and all things fun have officially begun. You picture days after days, stretching seamlessly from one to the next, filled with endless possibilities of games, hobbies andย shaitani with your cousins and friends.

As you quickly rush about getting ready for a day dedicated to play, you hear voices in the kitchen - looks like the parents are discussing the upcoming vacation! You jump up now, with the definite intention of running over to mom and dad and announcing with gustoย โ€œIโ€™m going out to play and I wonโ€™t be back until evening!โ€.

Knowing that they canโ€™t stop you is fantastic. Holidays can be empowering in more ways than one. Ah, joy!

Home-made pickle

You are rushing out to play and the amazing smell of fresh mango pickle wafts over you. For a minute, all is forgotten. โ€œMaybe I should have a good filling breakfast first, I need energy for all the running around anywayโ€, you say to yourself.ย 

Satisfied with this decision you sit up on the dining table, legs dangling, humming the popular opening tunes of โ€œDucktales". Maybe, you can even squeeze in an extra hour of cartoons? Letโ€™s see what papa says!

Mummy has heard you, and she walks out from the kitchen, holding a plate with piping hotย  pooris and a large piece of that yummy fresh mango pickle! You have seen her patiently making it all of last month.

You remember walking past the big ceramic jars so many times, waiting impatiently, โ€œIs it ready now, ma?โ€ โ€œHow about today?โ€ โ€œWhen can we have someย aam ka achar?โ€ Chuckling at your impatience Ma replies, โ€œsoon beta, wait till your summer holidays.โ€

The holidays are finally here. So is the promised feast. The first bite of poori with that tangy, aromatic slice of mango-eey goodness is divine. The holidays have truly begun. Nothing can beat the joy of those long lazy summer days.ย 

Have a memory to share with us? Justย #chatakaism

Written By:

0 comments

Leave a comment

Please note, comments need to be approved before they are published.