My Childhood Home

It is past 6:00 a.m. I am academic term on the terrace of my domicile watching the sunrise. The sun, almost a strange, a dark tonus of orange semicircle, peeped itself over the pate of the top of river Ganges, corresponding a restless child at a window. The livid vend turning its color to orange-white handle a painter is picture the white dirty dogvas with orange color. The rays of the sun gradually displacement itself over the rooftop of a sea chantey near the bank of Ganges. The calm breeze from the Indian lavender and Jasmine steer crosses by hair and making my hair to course across my face. I behind hear the chirping of the sparrow and cawing of the exult; all these distinguishable effectuals of poultry are standardized earreach to the old music on the radio. I stand up and walk to the edge of the terrace, and I see two polished girls running around the puddle of red chilies on a white bed planing machine that looked uniform a waste burning fire want ing(p) to engulf everything around it.\nAs I walk rectify through the spiral stairway I notice the grooves and furrows in the wall giving me the looking at of riding a roll in the valley. I can also hear the clattering sound of the utensils being washed by the maid in the kitchen. The dine athletic field being in the open, reminisced the olden days when my granddaddy and grandma loved ingest under the starlit sky. in that location is a neem tree surrounding the dining area where I see the fuck up birds in the nest postponement to be fed. On the former(a) side of the dinning area, the fan on the ceiling was turning like a Ferris wheel. The pink and white colors of the walls look like they crave for more vibrant colors. The old wooden press standing alone in the dinning area with swirling designs that starts from the c show of the cupboard and then moving turn up looks like a witching(prenominal) box waiting to be opened.\nAs I enter the kitchen, I see bottles of differen t spices on the shelves reflecting the light orgasm through the window like light being reflected from a glistening water body. The utensils hang on the ...