Makar Sakranti!!! Some fond memories of childhood!

Happy Makar Sakranti!!!

This festival really has lot to remind me. As a child, it was one of the eagerly waited event of the year. The event when we can spend whole day flying kites even half of the night if parents would allow us. The eve of the Makar Sakranti used to be spent in shopping of kites (of course before that buttering to elders).

One of my uncle used to be a ardent fan of kite flying. So it has made our task a bit easier. He used to buy kites for him in bulk. We used to be happy to see them though they never belonged to us but as a child you can be happy for any reason.

So after the shopping is done, in the night we had to do preparation for next day. That included picking good kites, putting threads in the kite. It's like preparing for a battle. Whole room would be filled with kites, threads and kids with one project manager kind of person (that used to be my uncle). This process used to end up around 2 or 3 in the night.

So here comes the big day, I used to wake up early in the morning around 5 AM and still used to think that I woke up late. As the sun rises, the fun also rises. The only thing you can see in the sky is kites with different colors and different shapes. It is such a fascinating view. Almost each and every person of the city would be on terrace this day and others would be in kitchen preparing something to eat like bhajji, sweets etc. Everybody wants to fly his kite very high till it becomes invisible.

We always tried to cut our neighbor's kite whom we (kids) always treated like Pakistan on this particular day. If we were able to cut their kite, the celebration used to be more than 20-20 win.

Finally, after spending whole day running around and shouting, our parents almost had to drag us down. It used to be such a fun for everybody, even today, people do enjoy it a lot. I really miss those days.