Earliest I can go back into the recesses of my mind, I vividly recall these two scenarios – don’t know which came first:
I’m standing / walking outside a hospital on a clear, but really dark night. The atmosphere is electric and urgent. Dadi is someone I clearly remember. And a cane basket of sorts. I don’t know what is in the basket.
My sister has either just arrived into this world, or is about to.
The second memory is also of Lucknow. Its a day at school. Walking back in after the play break, the study hall has changed…,
…the floor is a sea of green and white – it’s covered with rows and rows of beds!
All the kids crawl into their beds for a post lunch nap 🙂
Someone comes in and wakes me up, at the end of school, to take me home.
I like to think it is my mother.
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