In Search Of A Time Capsule

If I could put three things from my childhood into a time capsule, they would definitely be my childhood home, my school and my friends. A Home Like None Other I lived in a 1 BHK flat in a building named Dayanand. We were a large family – my paternal grandmother, my parents, my uncle, myself and my sister. Accommodating all these people in a small flat was no mean feat. Add to it, the numerous relatives, my friends and those of my sister’s - my home was always houseful. And yet, we never felt suffocated or congested. There was always place for everyone. My uncle and my grandmother would sleep in the bedroom. My parents, myself and my sister would sleep in the hall. This room had windows that opened out to the verandah. Being the corner flat in the ground floor, our home was blessed with a large verandah. On summer nights, the windows would be open to let some air in. My favorite memory is that of looking out at the coconut tree that stood behind the wall of the verandah, wh...