11 January 2020
The rough ideation and sketch of three narratives that we had written in the first week.
There were some changes that were made in the narratives and then rough sketching was being done.
1) USA cookie connection.
And while I was coming back to India after living for 45 days in a dream country/land, I met a beautiful old lady. I looked so innocent and she gifted me a pair of cookies when I was about to disembark the plane. I somehow got so attached to her. But I was small enough to take her number and still be in contact with her. Though I still love her.
2) New life on my 18th Birthday.
It was my 18th birthday on 18th june, when I and my grandmother as a team decided to plant a new sapling and nourish it every day. We had then bought some fertilizers and kettle water sprayer. It had been only three days and she kicked the bucket on 21st june. I promise to cherish that plant in order to preserve our memory together forever.
3) Holi In SGI hostel.
The best memory of every child’s life are the days of hostel. It was the holiday for holi. And we played with dry colours in the courtyard behind the hostel. We weren’t allowed to use water. Soon after playing with dry colours, we went back to hostel. Some naughty minds had bought some colours along with them and then we played holi in real terms in the long interconnected washroom. Soon the warden heard the noise. She came and punished us all in the assembly. We were supposed to complete 4 rounds of the 250 acre ground. And after that day nobody ever dared to play holi in the campus.
This exercise is really very refreshing. It made me think back in time through all my memories and select some rational ones. Actually I don’t even remember many of my memories of childhood. But all I know is that I have enjoyed my childhood at it’s best. Although losing my grandmother was a nightmare but I’ll always remember the fun and memorable moments we had together and will always remember the life lessons she had taught me.