I've lived in multiple houses thanks to my father transfer. Living in different places, different houses, every houses evokes a different memory. As I moved out of GM, I had multiple residences in Geneva and began to contemplate on living spaces. I wished to live in a bungalow rather than visit it as an outsider. Experiencing the life in Bungalow, I realised that to let one person live in it, 10 other people need to maintain it.
As I moved to an apartment for a while in Geneva, it's right near the railway yard. The only time I lived near a railway yard was when I visit my grandfather in the town of Guntakal, a city in Anantapur district. As Guntakal railway station is a junction, it's a big railway station. My grandfather used to live in railway quarters. The railway quarters were adjacent to the junction and train sounds was the white noise. I vividly remember the fragrance and the ambience of the quarters. The buildings were off white and has a lot of spacious places around. The fragrance of hot steam engines and coal bogies. It's a vivid intense smell of the place. Living next to the maintenance centre after 24 years, I see a clean closed space with little dust around. I hardly smell anything around. There's no particular fragrance of this place.
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