The Hills Beckon Again – 6

I sleep soundly, and dream of the mountains, and the green lake, and the house with the green top, and the steep incline that leads us here…..there is a dog barking in the distance, the cat which sleeps on the porch purrs, the crickets are trilling, the mynah sings….am I asleep or awake? It is…… Continue reading The Hills Beckon Again – 6

The House on the Hill – 3

All of us are now collectively looking at the car which ascends up the narrow hill road. As I shift my gaze from the moving car to the elderly couple, I notice that their faces are glowing with happiness. Both of them seem to be smiling, as they get up from where they sit in…… Continue reading The House on the Hill – 3