Light of the Lamp

Hello,            The word terrace itself makes me nostalgic. Terrace (of a house) has been or still is very important part of my life. The terrace of a house is the topmost open area where one wants to get away from the distractions of the house and enjoy the open air and also a place to introspect or think loudly and quietly. One may go to the terrace to mug up or revise the academic books for the forthcoming exams or whenever one wants to think of his/her lover, or when he/she is unhappy. One goes to the terrace to escape the daily irritations or distractions, but to find himself  'distracted' there also.                                   The earliest memories of terrace I have is one on top of my grandparents' building. During my annual school vacations, we used to go to my grandparents' house in Chennai. It is an old 3-storeyed building, the first of its kind built in 1970s which had, of course, no lift or basement parking. The terrace of that building is an ope

Hi,         Happy New Year, Pongal, and Sankranti  to all of you. By now, I have published more than just a handful of articles describing my travel experiences giving the readers the impression that I travel a lot. We travel to explore new places only once in a while, though my travel wishlist is endless. There were no school or college excursions during my childhood. We have traveled to very few places before my marriage. In my childhood days, we used to go to Chennai during school vacation to stay with my grand parents and other close relatives. I will write on my childhood memories separately. Coming back to the travel topic, I find that when most people are content taking a handful of family photos to publicize in their profile pages, we take photos which will cover lots of details of a location.                                                   We did not plan or book in advance to go to top notch tourist spots, and so we were sure that we would not get rooms to stay at any of