My most favorite place was my Nani’s house..
The rooms and corridors where I ran after my cousins to catch them.. The roof top from where I can see all the places nearby.. The Kitchen where I waited for my Nani who used to prepare breakfast for everyone and my Khala who sat down near the stove and prepared Rotiyan for dinner.. The Lounge where we all sit together and watch PTV dramas on that old style over sized small screen color TV.. :P
There was a big Verandah, where my Mamoos and Abbu used to sacrifice animal (cow, sheep or goat) on every Eid-ul-Azha. I stand there until I see all the body parts of it which I’ve learnt in my school.. Those staircase where all cousins sit together and discussed so many things. We had races on that staircase, who will reach the top first… :D And that orange Ice-cream, which all the family eat everyday twice.. Yummmmyyyy moment… :)
These are among the best memories of my childhood…
Now I miss that house.. It’s no more my Nani’s House.. I wish I had a time machine and I could go back to that time when there were riots in the city due to which my elders took decision to sell that house.. I would have changed the riots into peace so that I can make more memories there… :)