"They were saying, the house collapsed in the rain last night". My mother said as she had a listener, from the kitchen. But there was none in the house except me, reading something.
"Which house, Amma?. I asked her, even though, I wasn't interested but to keep her listened.
" the house near the stream. It was uninhabitable after her death". Mother mentioned the old lady who once lived there.
Then, she became silent as she never expected a reply.
A house. Abandoned house. A place faded from the memory of the people, like an old and torn map lost its territories.
Fading territories!! Does everyone in the world have fading territories in their memory?.
It may be a place, a coffee shop, a tree shade, or a body part. Some places one can be homesick of, whenever the memories struck their hippocampus.
Do you have any faded or forbidden territory which becoming a vague memory?. I asked myself.
Yes, I have such places.
There is a place at which our love found it's meaning, where at which it grown up. The place we called 'the niche of our love'. The place which is forbidden to both of us after we left each other.
A tree shade, under which we kept our dresses and wore the jerseys for games. It was the ideal place for our warm, tired, sweaty bodies to took rest after matches and for our minds to open up. If the tree had an ear, it would be a tree of secrets. The secrets of teenage.
One page of a book which has a mark of folding in the corner and some underlined words in it of a book, that borrowed by a friend, never returned.
A pond, at the bottom of which I kept some pebbles taken from the river. Then, I thought, the river would fill the pond if it comes to find the pebbles. But now, I am thinking about the pebbles, do they still longing for the river?
A spot in her cheek, where I gave the good bye kisses. But such kisses were only consolatory in nature after all the naughty things we did. There is a mole in that spot, I am jealous of. The thought that, the mole would be there forever, making me more and more jealous.
many more such things are there in my memory. But all are fading.
Now, Do you think, You have such territories?. #writeups