On the first day of the month of Vrischikam, 17-11-2010, we occupied our new home, a dream of my wife fulfilled.
When I woke up in the morning today, I felt as if I am in a strange house, as a guest.
I am used to my rented house; here I do not know which switch is for the light in the drawing room and which one for the balcony.
Voltage is hopelessly low and I am unable to use my net.
I went up to the terrace to see the orange sun rising in the eastern horizon, but was disappointed because the trees obstructed the view. Even the sun’s rays coming through, was wet because of the rains in the night.
When I woke up in the morning today, I felt as if I am in a strange house, as a guest.
I am used to my rented house; here I do not know which switch is for the light in the drawing room and which one for the balcony.
Voltage is hopelessly low and I am unable to use my net.
I went up to the terrace to see the orange sun rising in the eastern horizon, but was disappointed because the trees obstructed the view. Even the sun’s rays coming through, was wet because of the rains in the night.
The rail line from Trichur to Ernakulam is so near that we can see trains from our gate. I never fail to enjoy the sight.
This is land’s end, rice fields submerged in water, between us and the rail line.
This is land’s end, rice fields submerged in water, between us and the rail line.
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