A paradigm shift...nothing is permanent
Hi friends, Iam back again sooner than expected, as I would like to share something which will always remain close to my heart. As with any of us, the home where we spend our childhood years will be etched in our minds throughout our life. Wherever we go and settle or go out in search of better prospects or career, revisiting the childhood home stirs up sentiments, feelings of attachment similar to seeing our parents, brings up lots of memories. I still keep having dreams of my childhood home, though my parents no longer live there. Our childhood home was quite a charming one. It was at the heart of Thiruvananthapuram city and we just had to walk for less than 10 minutes to school. The area was Chirakulam road which was close to Secretariat and lot of other Government offices and banks. In MG road, there were lots of shops of different kinds, and hotels too. There was a British council library, Eloor lending library which we used to go frequently. The