I remember a house, like a lot of other houses, a yard…..

From streets lined with trees, from flyover constructions, from roads whose names gave indications of a colonial past, from temples and their loudspeaker bhajans and flower fragrances, from an old theatre that played mallu movies, from rail tracks and the hoot of the occasional train. To change, and the creation of another set of memories.

until next time, shift






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  3. Having shifted for more than eight times in this short little life of mine, I can so relate to it…the description is just so lovely. Memories, images, memories and images. 🙂

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