Calm

There is a different feeling when you are waking up with no calendar schedules or meetings. On top of this, you are fed with your favorite dishes by none other than your mother, and I am overeating. For your parents, you are always a kid; you can digest anything and consume in abundance.

The calm all around is making me spend most of my time sleeping. I can write some short stories too. The creativity blocker is gone.

It’s fascinating to witness how the city has overgrown; most of the fields we would clean to make our cricket pitch are gone. It has residents living in brick-built houses.

I see the innovation taking shape everywhere. The E-riksaws have overtaken the city streets. The Tanga Gaadi and human rickshaws are almost nil.

With time, the city is catching up to modernization.

The temples are not left behind either. The election campaign is in full form.