The journey from the hotel
to her destination took not more than half an hour but what amazed her was the drastic change in the surroundings. It didn't have any resemblance to the place that she had always called her hometown- the place where she grew up. It had been a long time since her family
had shifted to a bigger city and the purpose of her visit was to revisit her childhood. But the things associated with her childhood were nowhere to be seen. The homely atmosphere, the lush greenery, the wonderful sight of children playing around was now replaced by concrete jungles. She was disappointed as the purpose of her visit was defeated. Just as she was about to return sad and dejected, she saw a cycle
lying in a corner and before she knew it she was happily riding it smiling again like a little child! The purpose of the trip was not entirely defeated after all!
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
Labels: Blog Adda, Childhood, Fiction, Memories