Pleasant Summer

 I always Remember that,  

the summer,

and the summer memories with sweet memories. 

Everywhere there was a scarlet red color.

Summer with red color of Gulmohar.

Red colored gulmohar is fed and scattered everywhere.

They used to come in the evenings,

Evening sun turns red in fear, which captivates my mind a lot.

Kaka also used to bring ice cream, 

Ramu Kaka arrives in the evening. 

Used to call everyone with the tinkle of the bell.

I know all the colors of their ice cream.

We liked theall ice cream colors and flavor, 

They also bring a ice ball of with ice cream.

Some is

Mango, Orange and, 

the Kala khatta Gola with so much taste.

He used to make, 

a lemon for my father. 

Sometimes we all used to go, 

together,

Everyone goes to drink juice together.

Somebody was walking, 

And some by car,

while returning Coming,

laughing and laughing, 

Everyone laughs while returning,  smiling,

10 minute journey becomes 1 hour.

How tempting was all this., 

The fun of living, 

with everyone used to come only in summer.

Now came the turn of the guests. 

His attitude covered the house of my Bua aunt, 

Is a blast Rutha Rutha Angry Anger, 

This shadow color is new today. 

Grandmother convince, grandfather convince, but

Bua aunt does not agree, 

Because aunt is lying angry.

Aunt was annoyed to call J.alebi from father!

with anyone, then

Attempting to convince the angry Bua aunt,

My father brings Jalebi,

then aunt will become sweet.

Everyone came to be happy.

Now there was a reason for, everyone to be happy. 

My beloved Mini Didi came back home from hostel.

With the arrival of Didi, 

home is a like aplayground. 

On one side is Antakshari ,

and on the other side there is a ruckus made of cricket in TV. 

Halla gulla,Dhakkam Dhaki, 

is just a blast all around. 

All this summer is awesome. 

Who says summer is sad. 

Summer is very special for all of us.

is just a blast all around.

Summer is very special for all of us. 

On other hand,

is devilishly special to all our siblings, 

Friend of the younger aunt.

The younger aunt,

also has a hand in this cute naughty devil. 

Everybody used to eat rasgulla, rasgulla while bringing uncle every night,

and all were says rasgulla is amazing. 

Halla Gulla Chor Sipahi is sometimes, 

a question of Pakham Pakdai. 

Poshampa bhai Poshampa got tired 

of playing all the little devils in the house. 

Summer is such a lovely summer, 

Every summer there is a big bang,

due to everyone coming into the house. 

All this summer is awesome.

Oh, 

I forgot the mango was also in the, back garden. 

Hang them a lot; 

see them on, the mango tree, my mouth full of water.,

me and Didi Bua and Pinki Chini Mini, Chachu and Rinki 

through the stone 

used to drop mangoes. 

Then the elders of the house, shouted at us. 

Hey , 

there is a little mango don't through stone and fall the mango, 

O chhora chori, 

if we all fall,

how will we be able to make the pickle? 

You broke all the Amiya, 

now how to get pickle. 

Let me tell you a little pause. 

Little devils,

Grandma shouted from within, Grandma came out. 

We all ran together. 

That is why,

I should make summer very beautiful brother,

and in how many summers. 

Extended the heat in our house. 

See how many colors brought,

together happiness

Look, summer has brought a season for everyone to have fun together. 

We used to come to the terrace with a pillow mat. 

Then he used to make a lot of fuss with a bang.

It is now mine turn to sleep with it. 

There was a gold rush with him 

on the roof that came. 

Sometimes I put a pillow, 

sometimes I pulled the mat to, 

The one who used to sleep in his sleep pulled his mat .

The hulla gulla started again. 

Then someone would come and shout and we would all calm down.

Then the shadow grew on every heart and every age. 

Grandma's fairy tale was one,. 

The king was one and the queen, both died. 

The whole story used to be shouted, by all children. 

Due to this, we used to scold.

It used to be summer. 

Happiness used to be a summer,

with such naughty relations. 

Those who did not have precious. 

In any case, so many children believe that our home, 

would have become more or less a zoo. 

There was enthusiasm in every mind, 

Chini- mini, aunt and pinkie with, Chachu and Rinkee summer. 

Summer that wants to live, 

the summer that Relationship, expected ,

would not be special for all of us, 

no one was depressed in the summer.

Now say how sweet of summer?

We used to bring comics, 

from all the books stalls for a rupee. 

All of us would have come together and licked all the comics. 

Grand Paa used to tell everyone about new knowledge. 

There was a lot of happiness in the house together.

There was a lot of happiness at home. 

Grandparents' happiness is dense.

We all used to spend time together. 

Wet the cooler mesh and enjoyed the cold air. 

Now, where was the fun in the air of fun AC, 

in the shade of Mango tree of the back courtyard, 

we all used to eat in the same courtyard. 

I tell you the truth, that time was very good.

Morning breakfast, lunch and the evening snacks, 

we all used to eat in the same courtyard. 

Tell the truth at what time it used to come, 

when all the scolding took place,

everyone would point fingers at each other. 

The real fun used to come with everyone only in the summer. 

When everyone ate together, 

alongwith scolding, they also ate together and were fussy. 

The real fun of life used to come only in summer. 

Used to come only in summer. 

In the past, 

no sorrow was ever seen by looking at our house. 

The little fat who used to come 

and sit there and get away with everyone. 

Now the rest, which used to be left, ran away after seeing Amma's stick. 

Therefore, every time the, summer season was very pleasant.