A summer that wasn't

Summers are no longer what they are used to be. No, they are still warm and muggy. They just lost their animation. Lets start chronologically.
 

Do you remember your summer breaks during middle and high school? I still have clear impressions of those days on my mind.  Three months long summer. Summer which demanded nothing. Summer in which so much planning was done to be disorganized. When day began at  6 in the morning in the cricket field , stretched through extended sessions of UNO (card game) with friends in the afternoon over the countless lemonades. Evenings were reserved for kite flying and like kites spirits used to soar.  With the sunset comic books used to come out of the drawer. Power cut was never the hindrance in tryst with chacha chaudhary and bankelal. Candle light only added to the vividness. With us used to go the smell of mud and sweat in the bed. Our world was never so carefree before. Those were the summers which every mother prayed to end and every kid lost the counting of days.

Summer during college days was more like a culture. Lemonade was replaced by the pop and kingfisher.  It gave girls the reason to show their skin and us the motive to bunk the classes and sit in the canteen to try our odds. One liners on T-shirts were in vogue. Everybody wore their humor, an opportunity which winters don't provide. As lame it might be but summers gave us the  excuse to drink beers during day time. What else could you do to keep yourself cool without coolers or air conditioners in the hostel room? I know you have much to say but it was the way we were.  Young and restless in the scorching summer.
 

2009 summers just passed. Week days slogging in office. Week ends in recuperating from exhaustion. No lemonade, no beer, no skin no, no one liners, no comics, no kites. Bryan adam's summer of 69 brought the nostalgia with it. To say the least, it was a summer that wasn't!