Shillong : my soul place
Shillong always has that special place in my heart. Every time I even hear its name, my eyes sparkle and I move back in time, to the place with the bluest of the blue skies where I grew up to understand life before moving out to other places. Going there now is like living a dream. This sleepy little town of North East India has given me my first memories that though feels like a dream now, but are so real and solid. Reminiscing about my childhood in Shillong can fill volumes for sure and I'd still not be satiated.. I remember walking up and downhill the streets of this town in the mornings holding Koka's (grandpa) hand while he took me to my playschool (Brookside Adventist school) and I was always late and while coming back he always bought me a corncob which I ate with so much fascination... I remember him asking me about my day and most importantly if I had finished my tiffin coz otherwise Aaita (grandma) would scold us both. I remember, at 3 years, my class with some f