The huge palatial bungalow where we grew stood today, dark & dingy with cobwebs hanging all around.
Tears welled up in my eyes, this was the place where Maa-Pa lived with dignity and kept the ancestral property neat and clean…and what we did?
In race of earning high, we uprooted our roots.
Now, I have to visit Oxygen pubs to breathe in fresh air, hit back to gym to maintain fitness…and here we have all in plenty.
I took the decision.
I resigned from the job and moved here with the family.
Once again, life regained & I felt rejuvenated.
Linked to FridayFotoFiction Week 13.