Sitting here after a long time took me back to those teenage days, when this place used to be my hangout place in home before she got my own room. She’d sit here with a book (no phone since got one after went to college) with songs from amma’s phone along the vehicle sound from road opposite.      She was always a daydreamer, at least a story with two different plot comes to my mind each day. Sometimes she played it on my own as me the female lead though she do it too but only in my mind.         Suddenly everything … Continue reading Nostalgia