One way or the other, everyone is addicted to good old days’ memories. Especially at the time of this pandemic, we realize that back then were really good old days. I could remember my childhood days starting from my ancestral home “tharavaadu” there in Thrissur, Kerala.
We cousins used to play a lot at the Verandah of our home. We were restricted to go near the well built in the home premise, especially after incidents of well sliding down at places. It was real fun whenever all cousins use to gather together. It was a custom for my family as well like every other Delhi malayali family to visit Kerala once for every vacation.
From grandmother reciting bedtime stories to throwing stones at Mangoes, everyone will have to tell similar stories but it will never fade, as we all know.
The 3 days’ journey from Delhi to Kerala via train was a blessing back then as compared to the 2 Hrs flight journey now. The taste of the lemon rice packed for the train journey still remains on taste buds. I would give anything to travel that memory with my family again. 2nd day me and my brother use to wait for those long dark tunnels. We used to hurry down with dad @ various South Indian stations for Vada, Pazhampori, etc. Those 3 days use to be packed with lot of fun like drawing, playing, storytelling, mingling with fellow passengers and family, etc. Finally, when we used to reach @ Thrissur Station, all our relatives will be at station to receive us with warm heart.
Getting inspired from stories like “The Lord of small things” by Arundhati Roy and listening to Madhavikutty stories/ poems always used to give memory rush. Now You Tube Channels and Videos have replaced Books and Novels to some extent. Last day was listening to Madhavikutty story “Amma” which beautifully explained “Motherhood”/ Mother’s Love.
There may be hundreds/ thousands of articles out there but I feel blessed if could sooth someone’s mind with memories of good childhood. What your childhood memory is attached to? Take a moment amid this tensed scenario. Close your eyes and revisit that same attachment. If it’s a place, imagine yourself walking through it for 5 minutes, if it’s a smell, try getting that. It’s a very powerful therapy that could help you feel back again in mother’s lap.
It’s very important for each one of us not to forget the way by which we reached here. A throwback could get you lost peace. Looking back is not always bad.