Monday, March 11, 2013

THE LAST SPRING ...(2)















There may not be another spring in the huge compound of this bungalow, which is likely to be pulled down to make way for an eight-storey girls' hostel. I wish I could move to my own small house now under construction some 25 km away on the National Highway. Or, I could relocate myself to a new place to work for a couple of years, saying good bye to ISM, which has been my home for 37 long years!... How sad I could never be in tune with this place or the people here, yet I continue to live here for the sin of bread!!


0 Comments:

Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home