A House Full of Nostalgia

I thought I was beyond nostalgia! I thought I wouldn't miss my old home where I was brought up. The house where my father and his siblings grew up. The house that safely keeps those memories of being full of people, sometimes 50-60 of them staying back for days together! I thought I was fine being away and wouldn't miss it! I was totally wrong and I realized it just when I came back to stay here a couple of days before. Every step inside the house reminded me of so many years spent there! I kept staring out of my window in my room and memories were flooding! 

I know it's not the same anymore. It's been 14 years since I got married and moved out. Everything changed rapidly after that! The house where so many used to come to relive their childhood, where they have their fondest of memories, which could accommodate all those who loved it, that's where I always stayed. I did not realize that 20 years of my life memories belong here.

We have all moved on, but this place brings back so many beautiful times we have spent here. When all our cousins - first, second, third and more of them -would enjoy the company and keep playing and fighting all day through. There were no gadgets back then and TV was controlled by the elders and not the remote! In fact, the remote came much later.