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Looking back...

     Almost a year will pass since we shifted from our old house. The house which was bought by my parents, the house where I was born, the house where I spent my childhood and my teenage, the house where I was married and the house where I spent all the 30 years of my life. It was my idea to look for a new bigger house, I had to convenience my parents and wife for almost six months and then finally all of them agreed. One of my friend had suggested a spacious and well equipped apartment at a peaceful location in the city. We booked the new apartment, then suddenly I had to go out of my country due to some work for 2 months. Meanwhile my old house was sold and my family was shifted our another apartment located away from the city for the time-being as the new flat was getting ready. When I was back, our house was no longer belonged to us. For the first few days I did not notice this change. But one day when I was returning from my office and was in deep thoughts, unknowingly I took the road to my old house and I realised only when I reached there. I was surprised, it was quite some time since I returned to my country and this was not happened before. It was like my roots took me there, I felt ashamed, earlier I used to thought that emotions are just creation of our mind and if you ignore them you can easily overcome them. But I was wrong, I was pretending that I am not emotionally attached with my old house but my subconscious mind seems to have never accepted that.
        Our past always accompany us silently and we can't just get rid of it. Slowly, all my memories came out. I saw myself climbing on the mango tree in the fore-yard of the house and plucking the mangoes, going to the terrace of our house in the summer days, enjoying the first monsoon rains in the backyard every year, playing with my younger sister in the terrace, our study room and the college days and then the day when I got my first job and first three years of my married life. Now, I was looking back, it was not just the house but every moment of those days which I spent there. Till now, I used to confront my parents and younger sister when they used to talk about our old house but now suddenly I realised their feelings and emotions. I started for my way back and deliberately avoided to visit our old house.....

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