Self Constructed

Self Constructed

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I have never been to my home town or birth house after I landed in India.


It has been 7 years that I'm here in India and me with heart wish that one day I'll be at my birth house soo.

I still remember I along with my brother and father had built a small house with a cot a broken sofa whose springs were jumping out of the cover,

Black polythene which was large big black.


We had set a picnic spot too there, where we just used to act like there's a garden there. For getting the better feel we had kept some artificial flower pot too.

Near to that was out small bench and a small round rolling chair.


We used to enjoy the entire day after school there.


Playing there had its fun.

As soon as we were off from school we used to change our dress and them we used to take our food to our that self-constructed house.


And spend hours there till our Tuition time wasn't near.


We used to play also even after our Tuition gets over we used to do our homework in that house.


That house wasn't just a house it was an emotion which we had created.

We used to play hide and seek.

We used to playschool.

We used to play musical chairs.

We played catch and many more games.


Eid, Diwali, holi, Christmas no matter what festival it is we along with our friends used to celebrate it in that house only.

I genuinely miss those days and that house.

After I have been to India I have lost that emotion somewhere behind but I wish one day ill be there again which the same emotion and energy.


Life was good and beautiful on those days now it so stressing


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