Smruti-Tarang: Eka Abhiyatyanchi Anubhav Sumane

As it is customary these days, I was purchasing something on Amazon. I selected the item and attempted to place an order. And the result was a joke. A message flashed on the computer screen that they were unable to supply the item at this address. It further suggested either changing the item or changing the address. How can I change the address during this lockdown period due to a pandemic?

After the cognitive process, I realized that this was not my genuine address. Pusesavali, being my birthplace, was my initial address. It was Karad or Sangli when I was studying. While working, the address used to be Walchandnagar
and until four months ago, it was Lake Town Society. However, these are all temporary addresses! We have forgotten to search our eternal address, that is our real home!

As I lay in bed at night, the thought cycle began in my mind. The seventy-three years that had passed, started circulating like a movie in front of my eyes. And then it dawned on me that my life was not 'all that ordinary'. I have, surely, made great contributions
I have also come across some great personalities and lived a full life. What if I jotted down everything? A lot of time is available to me, anyway. Isn't it better than to keep on thinking of Corona and getting depressed? That's the reason I ventured into writing and the outcome is this book!