I used to spend my childhood at my village.

I was preparing cow-dung cake for firewood.

There was no oil to light the lamp in our house.

Our muddy house had a beautiful bedroom.

The walls were made with mud plastering.

There was no cement used in our house.

Village was destroyed due to a dangerous tsunami.

We lost our domestic animals and became poor.

My father used to grind corn to feed the family.

People of my village didn’t share our problems.

We started to live in town in a small rented house.

The tiny rooms looked very beautiful in the town.

Room had pebbled flooring and clay brick walls.

Sitting arrangement of the house was in an open area.

There was a large pond behind our rented house.

We used to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the pond,

where ducks were swimming in adequate water.

Migratory birds used to arrive in the winter season.

These birds start to arrive in November every year.

We had a nice time and could spend our life happily.

                                                                                                 ~ Bhupesh Chandra Karmakar

                                                                                                         New Delhi, India