Redevelopment - 2

The deafening sound of the grilling machine under my window pierced through my deep sleep. 

I woke up with a start. Gently I lifted the curtain to peep down. Muddy water had replaced the four beautiful tiles of my building compound. 

“They are digging a bore well” I told S. 

“Shut the window.” she said. 

“No, I need to hear these sounds and would like to see how deep have my roots buried down under that soil since last 30 years.” 

Redevelopment 1

For five long years I have waited patiently for things to move. Many discussions, promises, agreements, disagreement, and friends nodding their head to tell me that paper work takes lots of time. 

I wait. 

Today, a gigantic machine parks under my window for soil testing, bore-well testing, pre-construction testing, it seems like a devil to me. 

I go to caress each wall of my house. It won’t be easy to see it crumble when it has given me so much happiness and security under its roof for so many years. 

The vibrations inside my house take a deep sigh.