What is Something Gone from Vijayawada that You Miss the Most?
Nostalgia often tugs at the heartstrings, reminding us of lost moments in time. In the bustling city of Vijayawada, numerous attractions have come and gone over the years. As a former resident who has witnessed significant changes, I reflect on what the most cherished things are that have disappeared from my beloved city.
Exhibition in PWD Grounds
The once annual summer exhibition held in PWD grounds was a highlight of my childhood. Families would gather together, busily making their way through the variety of stalls set up. The popularity of this event was palpable, and even today, the grounds still host exhibitions, but the atmosphere and the experience are certainly not the same.
Childhood Gatherings and Rides
Growing up in Vijayawada meant countless gatherings with friends. We would play in the streets, enjoying the simple joy of friendship and community. Don't forget the rented bicycles. While my dad owned only one, renting a bicycle to ride with friends was a grand adventure. Although bicycles are still rented, the utility of this service has changed; they are now primarily used by those who wish to practice riding, rather than for leisure.
Book Festivals and Moments of Excitement
The thrill of the book festivals used to be unmatched. It was a treat to explore aisles of stories and novels, and the excitement of picking out books was a cherished memory. Today, the book festivals are more impressive, but sadly, I miss the frequency and the casual visits that formed such a significant part of my childhood.
Swimming Pools and Aquatic Joy
While the swimming pool has survived the test of time and has improved, it no longer holds the same allure. The joy and the innocence of splashing around with friends are memories bittersweet. The pool is no longer a place for spontaneous enjoyment but a fixture with structured activities.
The Vanished Flavors of Street Food
The most profound change has been the transformation of street food. In the past, street vendors were a feast for my taste buds. The authentic, vibrant flavors of their food are a distant memory now. The fast food industry has taken over, rendering traditional street food less accessible and less appealing. Even the simple, yet delicious pondi (pakora) I used to relish as a kid now tastes bland and unremarkable in comparison to the memories it evokes.
As I look back, I see both progress and loss. The city has undoubtedly grown and improved in many ways, alleviating past drawbacks. But those nostalgic, spontaneous, and carefree days are gone, and I cannot help but miss them.