DC: The Things We leave behind

DC: The Things We leave behind

“A hundred miles, a hundred miles,
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles”.

I have crossed more than the thousand miles; still, the childhood memory of my home is not faded by the time and path, I have crossed.When I’m in need of comfort, I love to go back down. It’s been a long year; I’m staying out of the home and my hometown, though I feel so attached to them.  My born and brought up in a small town of India. But, last time, when I went to visit my home, I realized a dangerous truth of my life.

I felt, truly, that I was not attached to anybody of my home. I only attached with the walls of my room, the grills of my balcony, the pillows of my beds and so many small things of my small room. They know the tale of my life. They are just like the living evidence of my every pain and joy. They shared my joy of falling in love for the first time.  They cried with me in the pain of my first breakup. They are the silent witness of my every struggle, sufferings and success.

It’s not that I’m alone in the house. In fact, I was brought up in a joint family structure of a big house. But, I always felt alone in the crowd of my family and shared my things with the members of my room and my daily journal. I regularly maintained my diary to share my unsaid words.  This personal journal helps me a lot to release the pain of my life. They are like my best buddy of life. Now, I miss the excitement of journal writing.

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My old personal journals.

 

This is the picture of some of my old journals, which I brought here from my home to discover me in a new way by revisiting the childhood again. If someone read it, by any chance, he or she might think, “how painful life of this poor girl”. It’s because I only shared my pain with that pen and paper and hardly ever shared my joy. There were many people at my home and school, who loved to take part in my joy, but, no one is there to share my deep pain.

There was a Pen stand on my table. I kept my love letters hidden within it.

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My Old Pen stand.

 

I painted this earthen pot to make it a lovely pen stand. Actually, I made two pens stand, one for me and another for my boyfriend. One is here and I don’t know where another one is. Once, the stand was filled up with lots of pens, pencils, and painting brushes. But, those had been losing with the flow of time. But, still, it is valuable to me as it knows my many secrets of my childhood and young ages.

The great thing I have left behind is my sweet and old house.

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The house I have left behind.

 

This house is 51 years old and very simple. But, still, it is looking gorgeous to me as it carries lots of sweet memories of my childhood and young ages. I don’t know how long this house will exist in future. Maybe it will be given to any builder for a new urban construction. But, it will remain unchanged and precious to me and I will play around there as before as long as I live. And still, if I get a chance I will go back to the place,where I belong like Denver.

“Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.”

In response to the Discover Challenge- The things we leave behind

and

Indispire Prompt

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radhikasreflection
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No matter where you are, the happy and not so happy memories of childhood always remain etched in our hearts.
I loved the pen stand you painted. Looks beautiful👌

Sayanti aka Shine
Member

Yes it is and I keep them in my heart as the insight. Thank you. Glad you liked that.

emotionsoflife2016
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This brought ao many memories

emotionsoflife2016
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This brought ao many memories

Subhash
Guest

Its always difficult to move on, I relive with my kids and yes nostalgia of old things brings a strange feeling – it’s human. Even songs take you back to time. Why will the house cease to exist, have you abandoned it.

Sayanti aka Shine
Member

Yes, it’s true that our children and their activities are reflection of our childhood. watching them to grow up reminds us so many sweet memories of our childhood.
I told about the near future. Still, my Mom is maintaining it.

laurelwolfelives
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The roots of our childhood are strong. The memories are forever. I truly believe Thomas Wolfe when he wrote…you can’t go home again. You can…but it will never be the same. Some of us have wonderful memories of our childhood home and the family who lived there.
Some of us….probably don’t….but it’s still home.

Sayanti aka Shine
Member

Yes, Thomas Wolfe’s words arevery true…. you cannot go home again. So, it’s better to keep them as the sweet memories of life in our heart. Thank you for sharing this great words.

laurelwolfelives
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The roots of our childhood are strong. The memories are forever. I truly believe Thomas Wolfe when he wrote…you can’t go home again. You can…but it will never be the same. Some of us have wonderful memories of our childhood home and the family who lived there.
Some of us….probably don’t….but it’s still home.

kiranmag
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Sweet memories of childhood are the golden moments and places too which we never want to forget especially school days and childhood friends.

So beautifully written it took me to the flashback of my childhood creating a nostalgic feeling that i literally searched for all my childhood photos , dolls , school certificates, trophies even uniforms to see whether they are intact.

Sayanti aka Shine
Member

Yes, you are so true. Thanks for sharing some sorts of your childhood memories. You can also write those in detail as part of Discover challenge. We’ll get an opportunity to see your childhood :-).

kiranmag
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Sure ☺

kiranmag
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Sweet memories of childhood are the golden moments and places too which we never want to forget especially school days and childhood friends.

So beautifully written it took me to the flashback of my childhood creating a nostalgic feeling that i literally searched for all my childhood photos , dolls , school certificates, trophies even uniforms to see whether they are intact.

Sayanti aka Shine
Member

Yes, you are so true. Thanks for sharing some sorts of your childhood memories. You can also write those in detail as part of Discover challenge. We’ll get an opportunity to see your childhood :-).

kiranmag
Guest

Sure ☺

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