Travels and Tales!

Amidst tranquil shores, far from bustling throngs,

Where the ocean’s breath whispers in soothing songs,

There, for reasons unknown, my tale finds its start,

300 doors stand, unchanged at my heart.

A mere ten-minute stroll from one to another,

Unaltered doors from my past to this further,

Yet within them dwells a mystical appeal,

Love’s tangible essence, profoundly real.

Memories linger, etched in every name,

Teacher’s reminiscence, unbridled, the same.

A village’s soul, in paddy fields’ perfume,

An uncertain pinnacle or perhaps my best room.

A decade’s lapse, upon return, I find,

Pride and life renewed, within heart and mind.

This place, a sanctuary where memories thrive,

Where my beginnings flourished, so much alive.