This section features memories mostly from my childhood memories in the countryside and the recent past.
My mother came home from the field. She looks tired; scaling the contours of hills and valleys beautifully crafted by the Creator. We eagerly waited for her to arrive home. Actually, we’re hoping mother would bring us something to eat. As I can fairly recalled, her shabby dress was filled with sweat. Still, mother didn’t … Read more
Few days, two days actually, before she passed onto eternity, I met her. In the evening hours of that day, I walked till the edge of the fumigated hallway, which leads to the hospital room where she’s laid. Of late, she’s been in and out of the hospital, sometimes losing consciousness, as her illness progressed. … Read more
Another weekend arrived; we’re raring to go home. The evening bus service, the only mode of transport available at that time, left without us. We decided to walk the thirteen kilometers stretch trekking the coiling roads through the small hills and valleys. We were here, in the nearest town from our village, to get proper … Read more
Some trees towered up higher than others, sometimes alone, in the gently sloping grasslands. These lone standing trees are sturdy withstanding diverse seasons of the year. Towering up, in its verb form, is to rise up, climb up, or soar at a great height. With the onset of summer season, cultivation of crops has started … Read more
