Terrace and Me

After many many years I went to the terrace this morning.

This place has known all my mood swings over close to two decades now.

A place where I have sat peacefully during early mornings and during late nights; spent time to complete my assignments/homework of college and school.

Terrace, a part of the flat I stay where all children of our ages spent the maximum hours of the evenings everyday to play.

Today too the place looked just the same. Parrots chirping and flying around to the nearest trees.

A view from the terrace, no change what so ever. Even today a cricket match in the neighboring ground.


The only change i found is that there are less and less crows and more and more pigeons. Only a handful of independent houses left; and with multi-storied flats and corporates around our house, the view afar is completely cut off.

I was wrapped up in the thoughts of the pleasant past. Life was slow then and there were never a husssh hussh, lets hurry kind of life.

May be some day I will live in a penthouse if I still have to survive in this mad-mad concrete jungle :)




Comments

supernova said…
Can I use the penthouse too? :-)
February 11, 2007 at 8:45 PM
Ramya said…
Sure.. you are welcome. Is that not exciting??
February 12, 2007 at 7:13 AM
rajab said…
hey.. v seem 2 use the same theme.. do u like psychology very much??
April 3, 2007 at 7:03 AM
Ramya said…
@ Rajab

psychology.. mm.. sure is interesting. Not every one realizes the same till they are 60+
April 12, 2007 at 6:51 PM
Unknown said…
Hiii ramya.....thanx for bringing in the past...it feels very nostalgic.....
April 17, 2007 at 7:40 AM
Ramya said…
@ vijay,

I agree with you.. what i have mentioned here is nothing, which we guys know..

The games, hide and seek, dumsi, carom, kabadi, throw ball, long hours - plans for new years eve.. attempt of shuttle/ring.. the summer nights with families at the terrace... the view of the street till its end ...

much more to mention .. :)
April 24, 2007 at 7:53 PM
Unknown said…
yaa very true...those memories are just grt......and we were a grt gang.....
April 25, 2007 at 2:44 AM
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