My Childhood Memories

  Childhood memories are special for everyone. When the childhood memories come to my mind I always reminiscence it with a nostalgia. My memorable childhood days were the vacations spent at grand mother's house.

  It was a scorching summer when I, my mother and my sister got down from a bus near a gate. From the entrance of the gate we had to walk to our granny's home. The path leading to grandma's home was very inconvenient and tiresome. But still we were excited.

  Along the way to grandma's home, on the either sides of the green path there were many Passion fruit creepers from which the red fruits would be dangling. My granny's home was located remotely from other houses in the village.

  There were many Mulberry plants and Orange trees. And there my grandma's house painted with dark orange hue built with a chimney stood amidst the forest, coffee plantations and orange orchards.

  There was a small river near by which added to the beauty of the place. The house was surrounded with flowers and kitchen garden covered on large area. The most dominant were the variety of flowers which used to attract us through their bright colours, aroma and beauty.

  Grandma's house doors had wooden latches along with the bolts. The squeaky doors were responsible for waking me up every morning in that house. The early morning alarm of the cocks were common. Grandma's Rice Rotis and the Chicken gravy were my favourites.

  I used to go along with my grandmother to the chicken coops and I would stand and look at her work while she used to let the chickens out of the coops. And I used to feed them with grains. And more often I would see my grandmother inside the kitchen sitting on an old stool cooking food.

  I still remember those days when my cousins and I were playing 'Hide and Seek' game in the attic. And the vacations that I had spent in  my grandmother's home will be one of my best memories ever.