Friday Foto Fiction Week 13.

Old bunglow

 

 

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 the race of earning in multiple figures, we uprooted our roots.

Now, I have to visit Oxygen pubs to breathe in fresh air, hit back to the gym to maintain fitness…and we abandoned the place where we had all in plenty.

I took a firm decision.

I resigned from the job and moved here with my wife.

Once again, life regained & we felt rejuvenated.

(100 words)

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