December festivities are around the corner. As a grown up, I noticed a lot has changed in terms of celebrating festivities. I remember when I was a child from around 4 years to 10 years; Christmas was the best time of the year.
With all the goodies that came with it, I always looked forward to Christmas and New Years Eve. This was the time chapati was a delicacy unlike these days where no one is interested in eating them anymore. Sodas were valued and at least one got to take a few bottles if the belly had enough space for that from the mega eating.
Most delicacies could only be eaten at this time, the likes of meat, ‘chapo’, (short form of chapatti) soda and other varieties of food. When we were still young, my siblings, cousins and I would compete to eat the largest amount of food as well as taste all the varieties.
That was not the problem; the issue was getting a comfortable sleeping posture. We would get so full my stomach would protrude and sag at the sheer quantity of the achievement. Lying while facing upwards only seemed to shift the contents and let out a growling sound.
New clothes and shoes were the favorite part of Christmas. On the eve of Christmas, everyone had restless excitement. The night seemed unending as we anticipated fitting in our new clothes, take pictures in them and showing them off to the neighbors children. Nowadays new clothes come at anytime of the year unlike in the past when they were treasured as festive gifts.
During festivities, there was the fun part of going for sleepovers to our friends’ places or having a family get together. The whole extended family would meet at our grandparents’ place and celebrate Christmas or New Years Eve. We would sleep on the floor, sofas or squeezing ourselves in one bed. Better yet, we would be allowed to play outside at night. The best part of it was meeting with cousins; playing the whole day and making the fun last all night. These memories may last forever, but Christmas will never be the same again.