A Reminiscence: Part 1
Sometimes, it just takes a trigger for nostalgia to hit you hard. A couple of days back, a song I heard made me quite emotional- the lyrics, they seemed visual to me. Taking me on a trip down the memory lane of childhood. Times before the internet had permeated our lives, when relationships were stronger and more genuine, when emotions were real and above it all, when lives were simpler and 'richer'. Every summer, my parents & I, would pack our bags for a month long vacation to my grandparents'. Lots of laughter, innumerable tales to tell, lip-smacking food, fresh air and loads of fun. A real "holiday-home", better than any resort you can take me to. Cursive writing comprised an important part of my summer vacations during primary school. I'd say a boon now-considering how Convent school handwriting always stands apart! Looking for interesting pieces from newspapers, Readers' Digest and penning down grandpa's stories would make