Lanes - Stradine - गलियाँ

Ostuni, Italy: The person accompanying me through centuries old, going up and down, narrow streets of the old city, was born there. "We didn't have electricity in the house and I used to sit under this street lamp to read .. there in that house my friend lived .. here I had slipped and fallen down ..." Watching the place mixed up with his memories, made me think of my childhood streets and old friends.

ओस्तूनी, इटलीः कई सौ साल पुरानी, ऊपर नीचे जाती, छोटी छोटी गलियों में ले जाने वाला, मेरा गाइड वहीं पैदा हुआ था. "घर में बिजली नहीं थी, यहाँ इस लैम्प के नीचे बैठ कर पढ़ता था... वहाँ मेरा दोस्त रहता था... यहाँ मैं फिसल कर गिरा था ...", उसकी यादों में घुला मिला शहर देखते हुए मुझे भी अपनी बचपन की गलियाँ और मित्र याद आ रहे थे.

Ostuni, Italia: La persona che mi accompagnava nelle antiche e strette stradine che andavano su e giù, era nato e cresciuto in quelle stradine. "Non avevamo luce in casa, qui sotto il lampione leggevo .. là abitava un caro amico .. qui ero scivolato e caduto". Guardare le stradine mescolate con i suoi ricordi, mi aveva fatto ricordare le stradine e gli amici della mia infanzia.