![]() ![]() In the month of Shravan, the skies are a lovely blue, scattered with white clouds, and the fields are drenched in warm yellow sunshine. ![]() In any case, these days, I prefer to walk alone. Pawar from the Tiloda building came along with me till last year, but has left school since. Most students and teachers took this route to school. Back then, I’d take the road opposite Ganesh Provision Store which joins Kanhe Road near Mokshadham, winds past the railway station through Dattawadi and Pendse Colony, and then goes straight on to Nandi Talkies. Our school, till Seventh Standard, was at a different place. The road to school begins beyond the rocks. On the right are paddy fields, overlooked by massive rocks, and on the left is Nana’s jungle. The village of Kanhe begins where the grassland ends. There is a long stretch of grassland behind our house, beyond the Mhatre chawl lines, barren except for a few date palms and tufts of grass growing between the rocks. The main road leads to my school, but I prefer the winding path through the fields. ![]()
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