Though now I forget certain incidents in near past, those experienced when I was only 3years old still persist.The reason is they are somehow firmly recorded somewhere in mind. Only that much I know. Precise details are to be received from a Psychologist. When I close my eyes in daydreaming on past, my entire past appears in front me as a film show. Therefore daydreaming has become one of my favourite hobbies in my life.
I can observe, how I looked like those days, way I dressed up, my family members,our house with surrounding including all fauna and flora and almost each and everything even our relatives now dead and gone long ago.

Those days we lived in a small house, having only two rooms with veranda opposite and a kitchen by the side. Rooms had been built using cabook blocks in clay paste and nicely plastered externally with cement – lime plaster.


Cabook blocks were cut from natural laterite formation in ground, which is a hard state of compressed soil but not so hard as rock or granite. Professional cabook cutters were there with special set of tools invented for this purpose.

The kitchen had been made out of clay balls of tempered clay, pressing into square openings of timber framework, composed of timber uprights with horizontally bound bamboo strips.