Day Eleven: Size Matters (In Sentences)
Today’s Prompt: Where did you live when you were 12 years old?
Which town, city, and country? Was it a house or an apartment? A boarding school or foster home? An airstream or an RV? Who lived there with you?
I grew up in beautiful Mumbai, which is a part of Maharashtra, India. Mumbai (/mʊmˈbaɪ/; also known as Bombay) is the capital city of the Indian state of Maharashtra. It is the most populous city in India, most populous metropolitan area in India, and the eighth most populous city in the world, with an estimated city population of 18.4 million and metropolitan area population of 20.7 million as of 2011. Check http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mumbai for more information.
As a child we lived in an apartment building, we lived on the second floor which had big balconies. These balconies served so many purposes – we could play hide and seek, socialize with our neighbours, play cards, dry our spices in the sun and if nothing else, watch the people and the traffic go by on the busy street. In the close vicinity we had an Indian Oil company where trucks and bullock carts got their oil supplies. As kids we would often play the numbers games, “how may red trucks passed by in an hour, how many green trucks, and how many bullock carts”. There was also a huge hill in front of our apartment, this was scattered with slum dwellings but when you climbed the steps to the top of the hill the scenery was break taking, you could see the refineries in the distance. It was a happy place to be, the market was nearby, and there were food vendors and ice cream trucks.
There was a Muslim mosque nearby, where prayers were offered 5 times a day over the loud speaker. It was a fun place, a happy place to grow up in. At Christmas we each took turns baking Christmas goodies and then sharing them with each other. It was a life that was so very care free with no responsibilities….. thank you universe so such an awesome childhood.