My first photograph
I don't have many memories of Kufri, because i was very small when we moved out of that place, since my father was posted back to the headquarters at Shimla. But i do have faint memories of a beautiful lush green slope visible from our house. I also remember some kids carrying lots of balloons, perhaps that was a party. Also some kids playing with crackers on the hill slope and an old lady shouting at them. But when i narrate these memories to my family members, particularly my elder siblings, they just shoot me down, saying that i was too small to have remembered any thing of Kufri.
Shimla -- This was the place where i spent next two and a half decades of my life. Since my father's job was a non transferable one, we stayed in the same house during those twenty five years. It was a rented accommodation and five or six more families stayed there in that large three storied building called Laxmi Niwas. It had typical hill area building looks with red brick work and a slanting red roof with lots of glass panes fitted on the green windows and doors all around. Unfortunately that building is lying in a dilapidated condition now. Its owner desired to convert this building into a residential hotel after all the tenants vacated it. But his wishes don't seem to have fructified. Whenever i visit Shimla and pass by the said building located on the main circular road, it certainly pains me to see our erstwhile home lying in that state. I pray to God that He may give me enough funds and strength so that i can purchase the same and restore its earlier look.