The early 90s were simpler times. Summer vacations back then meant three months of total play time. I have vivid summer memories of playing cricket barefoot in the sweltering heat, climbing the mango tree behind our apartment building to collect mangoes for all neighbors, spending chatty afternoons in the parking lot munching on juicy जांभुळ fruit, and playing hide and seek on the building terrace until dark.
One noteworthy summer memory is that of catching up with cousins, aunts, and uncles. Since three out of four of my father’s siblings and their families lived in Chennai, we would visit Chennai quite regularly back then. The Pune-Chennai train journeys we took as a family are etched in my memory. More about this in the next post!
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