Small Town Life

Peace and Joy — Small town living Rolling hills and beautiful skies Good people all around Always willing to help, never tearing me down Home is where my heart is and where genuine folks reside Hope abiding, hope secure Peace and joy, hope that endures My sleepy little town, my slice of Mayberry Hope abiding, hope secure Peace and joy, hope that endures

As a young boy studying at the CMS College High School in the Northwest part of the Kottayam town, I and my school friends would go on long walks to explore that part of the town on Saturday afternoons after school. We would end up in strange places and would…

For every small issue that came up, he would take a handful of rice from the sack kept under his table and drop it in the bowl kept next to him. In a week or so, the bowl would be full and he would shut the door of the his…

In this town, Feminism gets old. She used to be a young woman. Full of life and hopes and dreams. She used to be loved by all women and respected by men, even if sometimes called, “Hey, Eccentric!”. But now she is old and bent with gray hair and dreams…

I come from a not very small town, but a very small city. About 300,000 people live here. Even so, I only know like 300 people. Talk to less than 100, for sure. I must be friends with about 20 at most. I use to have more friends here. But…

A dream of fields — Kieran Hughes reminisces about growing up in the small Waikato town of Morrinsville. I’m remembering sprawling dairy farms, cow paddocks, quarter-acre sections, the recreation ground, Campbell Park and St Joseph’s Convent. My dream places as a child. …