Christmas is here!...its that period of the year where joy and happiness rule the roost and emotions like hatred and anger are put on the backburner! Christmas wasnt as dull and unhappening as it is today!...Christmas used to be one of the festivals which i looked forward to with glee and expectation! So, at the mere thought of christmas iam flooded with sweet and unforgettable memories. Till i was at xaviers, christmas time used to be a blast and the whole school wore a festive look. I was a part of the choir and we used to sing christmas carols. i remember all the carols till this day. 'joy to the world', 'Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer','santa claus is coming to town'...and many more. After each session we were given sweets. :) And Christmas was always accompanied with the legend of Santa Claus. A legend which i used to have great belief in. Because every year Santa used to come to our school and dstribute goodies and you cannot imagine how much i used to love santa!...he was the darling of all kids alike. With his great white beard and a perpetual smile on his face he was a 'phenomenon'. Legend has it that Santa used to examine if the kids were nice to others and whether or not they were naughty,before distributin gifts. So every year from dec 1st, i used to temporarily cease being naughty and try being nice! :). I used to believe that santa really came from the north pole,riding on his sled along with his reindeer. All of those beliefs came crashing one day!
When i was around 8 or 9 years old ,right before my christmas hols my friends had assured me that Santa would come during midnight on christmas eve and give you what you demand. I implicitly believed them. So as my friends had told i wrote a letter to santa assuring him i had been a nice kid and that i was worthy of his gifts(which i was :P). I dont exactly remember what i asked him.I am sure a cricket bat was on the fairly lengthy list and also a new yonex badminton racquet. i folded the letter with great care and placed it in a newly washed pure white sock.i placed the sock under my pillow as i was told and went to sleep,positive that santa would appear out of nowhere in midnight and shower me with the gifts that i had demanded. I was very excited and had to force myself to sleep as santa wouldn appear if we were awake. So i woke up next morning with happiness and hope,brushed my teeth and ran to bed, looked under my pillow. The sock was intact and hadnt moved an inch. I searched the whole house. But couldnt find anything that i had asked for. Oh! The dissappointment! It was too much for me to bear.All my hopes came crashing down.I even asked my dad if santa had come...he merely laughed!. It was then that i realized that the myth of santa was balderdash and that real santa were parents themselves.The dissapointment was quite huge,you know.Nevertheless till i was at xaviers christmas was always great fun.
This is one memory of christmas which i can never forget. Of course now when i look back at this incident i laugh it off. But those sweet childhood memories of christmas will always remain in my heart as vivid as it is today!. It is when i think of these memories and incidents that i long for childhood and miss childhood a lot. *sigh* Anyway! HO hO HO! Merry christmas and a happy new year to all!.Ciao.
P.S:I'm too lazy to post articles frequently, but i will definitely make an effort to return soon. Bye till then! ...:)
