Since I was a child summers to me were synonymous to freedom.
Freedom to do the things I always loved and heal myself from the drudgery of academics.
The summer vacations were the times when I could keep the text books aside (because I never completed my holiday homework in time and would always submit it late much to the chagrin of my teachers).
Instead I would dive deep into story books, novels and their enchanting worlds reading like someone possessed all day long until tears streamed down my cheeks and my mom would shout at me and say I would lose my eyes. Or read on the roof lying under the hot summer sun until I was drenched in sweat and my mom would scold me and order me to go inside the house saying that I would have a sunstroke. I complied with her orders even though I couldn't help smirking at her exaggerated bouts of anger.
Summer to me also is synonymous with libraries.
I had a strange fascination with libraries both big and small. Not only for their treasure trove of books but also about how they looked from the inside. The fact that there were tables and chairs there in a corner where one could sit and read with peace and quiet any time they wanted. And not only during summer vacations. Maybe spending more time in these places which were a home to so many books made me empathize with the books better than I empathize with real people.
I would build a TBR list to keep me occupied for the whole summer vacation that consisted of books acquired through various sources and means.
Well the thing was that our school library loaned just one book to us for the whole vacation. So I would use my dad's influence as he was a government doctor at a university. I would raid the university library with him and would borrow around ten books at once. Hence I got exposed to graduate and post graduate english literature material from the age of 8 onwards alongwith the old and unabridged editions of Aesops fables, nursery rhymes, Canterbury Tales and Chaucer, Arabian Nights, Panchatantra, Jataka Tales, Hitopadesh, Indian and Tibetian folklore, books on ornithology etc.
Then my sister was a teacher at a convent school and she could borrow 4 books for the vacations. So that added to my kitty. The books from this library usually were the lighter reads like Enid blyton, Robin Cook, Archies and Mandrake comics and the famous English classics like Three Musketeers, Man in the Iron Mask, Great Expectations, Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice and so on.
And then my greed didn't stop there as I borrowed more comics like Tintin, Tinkle, Amar Chitra Katha, Champak, Chacha Chaudhray, Nagraj etc from the neighborhood kids either directly or via my brothers and sisters.
And then we had a huge collection of Russian literature at home where I devoured the Dostoevskys, Gorkys, Chekhovs, Tolstoys, Turgenevs, Pushkins alongwith the Russian fairytales and sci-fi.
So if I had to summarize summer then I will say that
Summer to me is freedom.
Summer to me is a balm to relieve the migraine of reality.
Summer to me is an initiation into imagination.
Summer to me is an infinite library.
Summer to me is the musty smell of books.
Summer to me is the season of literature.
Summer to me is the genesis of a writer.
Summer to me is the bright camouflage for the chilly winter in which I was born.