A dig into nostalgia
Memories of my ancestral home : To get respite from the daily hectic schedule of our lives, it is often seen that people rush to some place where they can find solace and one such place is Tagoreland..Yes I am talking about Santiniketan where my ancestral home is located.So much fond memories are deeply associated with this place that if I want to delve deep into it, I might land into the depths of Pacific ocean. It is not a sprawling mansion and neither is like an ordinary manor, but it's aura used to draw me greatly in my childhood and still it does.Encompassed by different kind of trees like Mango, Arjun, Guava and so on my abode of peace has the ability to provide me with the warmth and serenity specially when my Grandmom and Grandad were alive.I used to bask in the sun in glory looking around for various unidentified saplings and studying the nitty gritty of the plant as well as animal kingdom amidst the lap of mother nature.Strolling around the vast gardens used to g...