ANOTHER PERSPECTIVE

As I look back from where I stand today, I remember the long years of childhood I walked through. Those carefree days, the nonchalant mannerisms, the laid back attitude and the playful, frivolous moments can never be replaced. Trivial things held great importance those days. Little squabbles over insignificant matters assumed more weight above other worldly matters. Evenings were spent religiously in games and outdoor activities after returning home from school. Homework was a great nuisance then, the completion of which ensured a free permit to stay out till the last ray of sunlight reached the earth. Sometimes search parties were sent to drag us back to our respective homes. Great effort was needed, especially with mathematics homework, for the want of concentration- all attention was focused on planning what game to play. Children from the entire neighbourhood got together, forming groups with other kids their own age. The youngest group played within the safe confines of the buildi...

I stood by the window, staring at the raindrops lashing heavily on the window panes. It was very dark outside; I could only make out the outlines of the trees, by the side of the room I was standing in. I looked around, realizing that I had never been to this place before. Yet the place had a sense of familiarity to me. It was calm and serene, mystical, a sweet fragrance emanating from the air. The room was lit by a candle, cradled in the most beautiful candle stand I have ever come across. There was nothing else in the whole room, except for a marvelous painting hung on the wall. I began wondering how I came to be in this room, away from the mad, busy world I inhabited till some time ago. It was somewhat vague that I could not recollect how I arrived at that blissful place, nevertheless a strong sense of adventure overcame my perplexity, and I decided to confront my fears and explore the place. I walked out of the room to discover a huge door that led to the outside world. I gave it a...