My Grandfather’s House

Vaayadi Pennu

It seems so long time ago, but I remember my Grandfather for some of his quirks and ideas. Although a very strict man, he used to make sure, the two of us cousins had two swings ready when we came for summer vacations. It hung from that huge mango tree that stood to the right side of the front door of the house near the well.

Yes, that house has a well, it still has, I wonder whether they use it any more. There are so many memories associated with that house and around that well, the pond to the left side of the front door, the guava trees beside that pond, the number of doors the two of us had to close when we wanted to play dark room in one of those middle rooms…  not that I have stayed there for long, but the fact that the little…

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