The Place I Was Born

Revisiting old memories sometimes provides joy but also makes us sad at times.

      It was after one year that I got a leave from my boarding school at Shimla to visit my birthplace, Kolkata,'The city of joy'.

  After a year, when I stepped into Kolkata, an unknown feeling filled my heart with pleasure. As I traveled from the station to my place, it seemed that I was back after a decade. Many things had changed even the bus stop where my preschool bus used to come was also not recognizable.

  The famous "Mohener dokan" was not there and instead, a cosmetic shop had come up there.

  As I entered my locality, everything seemed to be very fresh, that park, those buildings, that laundry were still there as if they were greeting me.

  Every nook and corner of my own house was the same. Those memories became very fresh in my heart.   Giving a sip to a cup of coffee, I commenced thinking of all my childhood memories.