212114042026 Place-based grief

 it saddens me that the place i used to live in childhood is completely changed and now it has nothing that i remember from past. everything changed.

my mum after buying vegetables on our way to home there were two shops one was stationary shop and it also had typewritter and another one was normal shop in front of our house(rented). mom used to take me to a stationary shop to buy pencils, eraser . i remember buying eraser of different shapes of idk i guess fruits and they smelled like fruits. and me and other friends are used to live in that big house with many rooms (rented). they all from different class and schools. in evening when powercut used to happens we played outside and mom had other friends to talk to. 

time has changed so much , back then having typewritter was expensive look i have computer. and but even  though we now have our own house but mom has no friends cause u know we too poor and other people from our colony might judge us mayebe thats the reason we didnt fit. or maybe we dont socialise thats the reason, cause after living in tent for decade and we never used to socialise there cause u know the stigma, but mom used to socialise there when we used to live in tent, she socialised with our neighbours (rarely) and we used to go to school so i socialed there but my sis had really rough time cause she got bullied at school and i was unaware of that, and not sure what happend to other schools and also somehow no matter how hard we try we never get to be the part of group we always gets behind and no one chooses us. maybe we are the odd one out. lol

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