My reflections: Leftover tales from my village

"I did not summon you under my tree today to tell you about my village. You all have your own villages to talk about."

It had been a season of festivities and celebrations with people celebrating graduations and parties. Animals were slaughtered in droves in the parties.

Well, our humble hamlet wasn’t left behind this time round. We too had our own equal share of this grandeur. And it was grand. If it wasn’t, I would have told you so.