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My
summer vacation in Barkur Every
summer vacations I waited impatiently to go to my native place in
Barkur. Escaping from the maddening fast Bombay life to a place that is
so beautiful, calm and rejuvenating
was
something I always looked forward to. My memories as a child in Barkur
were filled with
lots of fun and frolic. My dad's younger brother stays in barkur at
present with his wife
and 3 children. I also
remember my grandmother living there who passed away some years back.
Country life is so amazing. Everyone knows who you are, and does not
hesitate to approach you and speak with you, unlike in Bombay. People
have always been friendly and
whenever they would see me they would identify me by my grandfathers
name. That's how familiar people were with one another. The most
beautiful thing about this place were the green fields just in the
backyard and the amount of trees surrounding the place is a sight you
would seldom find in a city like Bombay.
I remember going for long walks in the fields with my cousins cracking
jokes and at times talking
of ghosts, that was a hot topic of discussion for us. There
was this one incident I can never forget, around 10 in the night my
cousins and I after dinner were sitting
and narrating stories about ghosts and the people they knew who had seen
ghosts. We were sitting near the window and I was leaning against the
window while they were sitting opposite me with the wall behind them. My
cousin sister was telling a story about some
spirit she might have seen and while she was talking my attention went
on to the wall behind her,
I suddenly realized two small lights reflecting on the wall, I kept
looking at it wondering what it could be. I then turned towards the
window next to me and shriek..... Another
amazing experience was when we went fishing in the river at night.....
Oh that was so cool I can never forget that. I could feel the water
snakes swimming beside my
legs and I dared not move at that time. We caught crabs and some fish whose
names I don't know now. We also visited the the old fort and
always wished we could find some treasure there, but we never did. All
we did there was act like kings protecting our fort from the enemy. We also
visited Udupi to do our shopping and eat Gadbad ice creams. I guess
every Manglorean knows
about famous Gadbad . Today at
23 I sit back and think of all the funny and the beautiful moments that
I had in Barkur and it
makes me feel so good. These were just a few of the wonderful times .I
spent in this little village that always rejuvenated my nerves and my
family's too..... Hope I
will go there again soon. -Tania
Fernandes, 28 Aug
2002, Bombay For a glimpse of the life at Barkur as remembered by Barkurians, check archives Life at Barkur in Fifties & Sixties
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