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Tuesday May 17, 2022


nostalgia of old houses

Home is Where the Soul Lives

I would often wander through the open front door and stand in the hollow rooms and gaze at the stains on the whitewashed walls where photo-frames of family portraits once hung.

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Milky way

Mumma’s Bindis (I)

Momo entered middle school that Fall, but Dadu never came back from that trip to India. The scrapbook that he had started for Ujaan from newspaper and magazine cuttings lay incomplete.

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