As the old adage goes: East, West, home(or rather hometown) is the Best. For all of us, our hometown or the place we grew up always holds some special place in our hearts. Every visit is a chance to re-live those lost moments, be it connecting with the childhood friends, visiting the landmark places, or loving mummy's food which was most fussed while our growing up. For a woman who is married off, a visit to her parents' place is even more special or a sort of luxury that she can afford a few times in her life. An old song mostly associated with Christmas goes like this:
"There is no place like home for the Holidays
For no matter how far away you roam -
When you long for the sunshine of a friendly gaze,
For the holidays - you can’t beat home, sweet home!"
Having grown up in the 'God's own country-KERALA', I took the place for granted until I moved out of Kerala after marriage. Having lived in metros, the serenity and the greenery of my place is even more mesmerizing with every visit. My recent visit which was unplanned seemed to rejuvenate me like never before. As there are lots of trees in the backyard there, a variety of birds can be spotted everyday. My favourite passtime was to watch the various birds from the terrace while having the morning coffee. Here are some glimpses from my hometown visit.
A striking TULASI MADOM from the neighbour's house.