The red tiled house
When I was all of 5, my parents took my lil brother and me to my mothers home town. A small quaint little place called Arakonam. I remember very vividly the big house that belonged to my thatha and ammachi. The house were they raised their 8 children. I remember seeing the cow, the goats the chickens all doing their own thing within the compound of their plot. At the back of the house was a mountain and a water body that I called "an excuse for a lake" There was a murugan temple at the top of the mountain with more monkeys than humans. My brother was two years and a few months old at that time. I doubt he remembers anything at all. But I remember it sooo well.
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