Daya's apartment overlooking Aunty's home 14 Cookson Road.
Water lily pond in the garden
Lane between Aunty's home and Daya's apartment
I remember coming to Bangalore, and the next door neighbour was a doctor who lived by himself with his mentally challenged brother and two servants. The doctor seemed quite normal and even came for dinner a few times. At night we would hear his brother howling..I know now why I don't like staying in the bedroom facing that side....kind of reminded me of something out of a Bronte sisters novel. Anyways, that house was sold, pulled down and a fancy apartment building went up in its place. My cousin Daya and her husband Arul have a nice two bedroom apartment there and sometimes she stands on her balcony and calls out to us to come have tea with her. Their apartment has a secruity guard who asks which apartment you are visiting and records your name when you go in - however, if they know we are coming from the next door house they dont bother.
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