Ananya Ravikumar As the last summer vacation of my school days comes to an end, I begin to think of what summer means to me. It means no school, obviously; It also means mangoes - the big juicy Alphonsos cut into long slices; Swimming - the brilliant blue of the pool under the hot sun; the screaming and laughter of children as they splash around in the cool water; Lots of vanilla ice cream;Watching movies at home with popco...