By Neel Anil Panicker

It was the last day of school before the summer vacations kicked off. The two words: summer and vacations; vacations and summer.

For Jubin, somehow, this year the two words didn’t seem to hold the same magic that it had held all these years.

Until last year, the very thought of summer vacations would transport the twelve year old into fairy land. His mind would float around in fantasy land, conjuring up beautiful images of sitting by a train window seat and gazing at the undulating expanse of greenery and the azure skies as the giant steel wheels under him chugged along the tracks that ran parallel to the sand kissed Konkan Coast.

That and visions of playing cricket by the sea and endless hours spent gorging on his favourite tapioca and jackfruit delicacies were enough to see him through the rigours of class tests, homeworks and group tuitions that were the lot of he and others of his ilk.

“No, this year summer we aren’t going anywhere. Your father’s leave application has been rejected.”

His mother’s grandiose pronouncement, uttered in an unusually staccato tone sealed his fate, sinking him to the depths of despair.

That was until he spotted her, the new arrival next door. That he evening he followed her into the neighbourhood swimming pool and watched, albeit slyly, as she practiced her breast strokes.

The following day and for all subsequent days the pool became his favourite hangout spot.

She sure had made a splash on him.

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3 thoughts on “neelwrites/whatasplash/thursdayphotoprompt/fiction/250words/30/04/2018

  1. Summers change as we grow 🙂

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  2. Now it’s his turn to try and make a splash with her.


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