It’s started ….

The bell is about to ring and the moment being waited for one year is about to embark within 10 minutes plus or minus 30 seconds. There can’t be, overriding the utmost freedom my childish mind gonna embrace with all wishes visually coming true in front of eyes which in-fact are no wishes; they are simply highly reverberated desires. One can undoubtly compare this feeling with little kid getting offered his favorite chocolate and it’s just a one hand away :)

The most wonder part of the instance was having knowing no meaning of planning. Bet me on that – things really works at peak pleasurable altitude when u r unplanned for something and ready to cuddle on whatever approaches your way drastically. Try it !! What the fuck is planning and why I need it? I really don’t know what I gonna do about it; still I’m waiting and indulging every passing moment glancing at my 90+/100 answer sheet. I already know that I gonna be among top three of the class this year too, still keep flipping the pages with no reasons putting my mind aside for desires I just mentioned about. May be trying to get it over and showing off to teacher that I still am brightest student who concerns for his last paper the way he does for his first ;) :D Honestly speaking – I din’t care ;)

Countdown starts - 10….9….8….7….6.…5….4….3….2….1….0…Bell rings !!
Wooooooooo……. Yahooooooooo…..yeeeeeeeeeeeee :D :D :D

THE SUMMER VACATION :) :) :)
Bell Rang and I jumped right at once knowing unknowing ecstasy that was bouncing in my heart since one year. A sildenafil integrated sex with the hottest girl having firm bosoms and bouncy butt also can’t provide the pleasure which I had having at that moment. It’s sensation that was Incomparable, Unimaginable and Unforgettable, called as FREEDOM :)

I never learnt waving final hands to all friends. I never had girls as friends; so no promises and fucked the care what other boys gonna do about holidays. I bothered for only one obvious part at that moment – THE CRICKET :)

Month of April , 2:00 o’clock Noon
It was April end sun which kicked off showing his extremeness at 2:00 in noon. But I already had declared “Sorry dude, it’s my time now” ;). I of course dint care to leave for home and was waiting for other school mates to draw gather soon on Rupal Park ground right in-front of my school. I recall few names Hiren, Gatti, Laali, Dilesh, Patel, Chirag, Hemal, Ankit , Babu, and some others. All mad about cricket and what I mad about was FREEDOM :)

2:00 PM to 4:00 PM – first match
Candidly speaking, I dint have proper shoes too on that time :( I used to wear slippers mostly. Never cared for sun screen lotions, no hand gloves, no cap/hat and also no protection of self using hankie on face even. Did I know the meaning of sun glasses? :( I was all open, definitely not fighting with sun; but at truth – I dint care about sun and what damn he can give :P Additionally, those days, I mostly had to be part of fielding only as Gatti, Hiren, Babu and Laali were the prominent cricketers; but the one who never complained was little jESS. That said just run in and out of ground behind the ball for 2 hours under so called unbearable sun and get nothing which hardly one can believe was FUN :). Being substitute on other fielders already had become habit and habit on this age normally rules over you :) Hence – double side fielding :( :( :(

Though, worth feeling was sweating just like getting drenched in monsoon. In-fact the fact is – Only initial part is irritating when you are sweating under 40+ degree; but once you are drenched all over, you actually start enjoying every drop of it on your smelling body. When sweating drops pass by your body, it’s magical sensation that makes you feel alive. I actually used to think them as DEAD who are shut down under Air-Conditioner at home watching TVs or sleeping after huge meal and never bothered to know what it is like to be under nature’s excruciating power. If you haven’t experienced the extreme, what life is worth for ??? Needless to say, freedom and cricket did cost my lunch too :(

However, I minded for nothing but Pepsi cola worth 1 Rs. Remember different flavored ICE COLA – Orange, Kala Katta, Mango, Khus, Rose, Milky ones??? They were no lesser than Divine source of energy those days. All fielding was worth if I had single ORANGE or KALA KATTA flavoring ICE cola(Pepsi Cola) after 2 hours of extremeness. I wouldn’t point out much about enjoyment in sucking favorite flavored ICE as it may raise other questions at this age ;) :D But I really miss PEPSI COLA :)

My words call it “Extreme Enjoyment at Extreme” – when your Slippers goes tattered and you have no other choice than walking bare foots :( I much alike remember walking bare foot having broken up slippers and every 50 steps, I went under nearest tree to make my feet relaxed. I won’t feel bashful telling the truth that I also some day walked on cow shit to feel the wetness for bare foots strolled down more than half kilometer on 40+ degree roads:) It really felt Awesome…. My teachers were proved right saying “Cow is our mother” ;) most useful and worth worshipped animal to Hindus :)

4:00 PM to 7:30 PM
4:00 to 5:00 was go home just to say Hi to mom, have some snake and revisit again for 5:00 to 7:30 cricket with Baka Kaka. Baka Kaka one of the best human being I’ve ever met, well known for crafting hard working people/cricketers all over Vijay Nagar who’s playing Cricket at his 60s but his enthusiasm still no lesser than 30 years . 5:00 PM to 5:30 PM – before starting cricket he used to made us run 2 circle rounds of ground followed by Catch practice and fielding practice – pointless to say under intense sun which is still to take 2:30 hours for setting off :( It’s really hard to bowl 60 balls continuously with run up of minimum ~20 steps in practice with Baka Kaka who does not count Spinners in his Evening CC team :) More than 35 players ageing from 10 to 60 years, to play for 2:30 hours and that too with the fanaticism and zeal one may have hardly ever witnessed. Honestly- after these 2-30 hours game i always was in situation to sleep in ground itself. These 2-30 hours have been most universally spent time of my whole life started from 5th standard every evening. I knew nothing about cricket and now I am proud to be handpicked cricketer of Vijaynagar team. All credit goes to – BAKA KAKA bringing me up and letting me know the meaning of Hard-work at every step of my life started from 5th of schooling :)

7:30 PM Onwards
Post Evening plans normally were to stray around for long walk with Hemal (my besty once upon time), hanging in garden playing Badminton, Catch me if you can, Lock and Key or Maar Dadi(my another favorite) with mates, enjoying ICE-GOLA with different flavors named Chicku, Chocolate, Rabdi, Orange, Anjir, Mava Malai and many more worth ~5 rupees each against Ice cream that may worth 15+ rupees. I hardly know if I knew when I had to revert myself back home once I’m outta there. Biggest thank to god for such indefinite FREEDOM :) Sleeping time was no concern as it used to be on terrace. Late night chatting with friends was habituated. Apex Flats crowd was well set for playing cards, Carroms and Hide and sheek(game called as Stop) till late night. Krutarth(10th failed now a days) was friend with whom I used to roam walking late 3:00AM after dropping Hemal at his place and stealing Milk bags from Janata Dairy where canes were shipped outside late around 2:30 AM. Coming back home with 5-6 Milk bags(Amul Shakti, Amul Gold, Best Milk etc. whichever possibly could be picked) of 500 ml each, total worth ~50Rs and sharing all with street puppies we had at my place. This was definitely craziest part but I hardly have anything acted upon which can not be counted as crazy, have I? :) I don’t remember when I used to sleep everyday in summer vacation :)

Next Day, Morning ~7:00 AM
Again, next day match is already set from 7:00 AM to 9:30 AM and 10:00 to 12:00 :))

12:00 to 1:00 go for Shaktimaan watch if saturday else my favorite KHANA KHAJANA with sanjeev kapoor along with little lunch, come back for another match or gather just to play friendly cricket under same agonizing and excruciating sun of April-May summer. Evening again with Baka Kaka till ~7:30 and then night roaming again and again :)
This schedule used to continue until all other school mates and flat mates are gone for vacation on their relatives or out of station. I never did. When they all were away, passing whole noon on Mario/Contra or Cricket at my place can be called as Gali Cricket with Jigar, Pratik and Paaras was mostly the spending time activities. Sometimes Marbles for whole noon with brother, Jigar and Paaras; sometimes whole noon in garden with Ravi and Mayur; Sometimes under banyan trees swinging myself with Akshay, Amit and other kids; sometimes playing Amli Pipli; Sometimes dangling using cycle TYRE made swing under tree; sometime playing with GILLOL and attesting our expertise on birds (why do I feel bad about it now?? :(); Sometimes….sometimes….at some times :)

April 2011, Ahmedabad
It’s started summer in Ahmedabad; but now why I’m changed chap? Why do I care more about myself rather than FREEDOM? Why I afraid to go out without sun screen lotions? Why do I need cold drink worth more than 20Rs when I’m outta home after even 10:00 in morning? Why do I cover myself from all side? Why do I have branded shoes, sun glass and cap on, still concerned about reaching home ASAP on my FZ? Why I’m afraid of nature as if it will knock me down? Why does it feel terrible when office A.C. is not working? Why I lost my mind if electricity is intercepted even for 30 mins? Why I need water every hour that too only chill? Why I am not the way I was????? Why ?????????????????? :) :) :)

Honestly - I want to be little jESS again :)