1. I decided in the middle of my age to relive some of the moments by practically visiting the spot. So, I went to Dehra where I spent my childhood days with my grandparents. I observed from far and noticed that the house has not changed much. I was happy to see the blocks of granite building and the jackfruit tree. Turnstile where I swung round and round was missing. Tall hollyhocks grew on one side of wall that was built in that place.
When the girl invited me inside the house I climbed over the wall but couldn’t land safe. I didn’t enter the house but spent sometime sitting on the stone bench under a mango tree. I recalled the music of a piano, the chiming of a grandfather clock, the cranking up of the old car of my grandfather, constant twitter of budgerigars on the veranda, and my treasure stacked in a hollow space of the jackfruit tree. All this memories relived gave me a lot of strength, happiness and boosted me too.
2. The man gave the cross to the girl because his purpose of visit was not to collect it from his old house. The girl also may not have any particular use with that iron cross but would have taught her a lesson how each moment is precious in our life. Suppose, the man had taken the cross with him, he would not be able to treasure it as she would due to her age. It is young, teenage period where such innocent, sweet nothings are loved and enjoyed.
