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Villages are losing their address as a result of population growth, civilization, urbanization, migration and the attitude of the younger generation.

  This short story talks about how the villages became a city after being a place where people could live a happy life.

If you take a dip in the head pool, the whole body will be shivering with cold.  The nerves are mixed and splashed.  So cool !.  Umma will ask when she sees the reddened eye.  "Didn't you break the water?"  You can see in your eyes that the head pool is getting mixed up.  "Even if there is no moisture on the head, if you do not wipe your head with the piece that the ummah gives you, there will be other things.  It is delicious to watch the buffaloes roam around.

The air brought in will be comfortable.  It is for that air that this concrete is now yearning.  What was inside the fan hole, the A.C.  What was there!  Thirty years have passed since I left the city and came to this city for diarrhea and built a nest.  

The house is a short distance from the head pool.  The water in the well never runs dry during the summer. The water in the Mukkale Mundani well is also about a foot.  Some wells may have dried up.  They are all jealous of our home well.  Your home well is called a head pool.

When it hears this the ummah will be sneering at those squirrels.  There is no truth in the fact that the head pool. When the headwaters are turbulent during the rainy season, the water from the domestic well is turbulent.  But, the taste will not be less.  Buy and hold a can of mineral water today. 

 The well where the old H clean water is available in the town is just a driveway, not available, we will go and stay there. ”The children would yell.“ Yes.  Was there anyone there?  We know Areth there.  Is your well water better than this mineral water?  "

11 "The soil in which I was born, and the house of my father's house, which I have not left, I have grown up in that hut."  .  The stories of the head pool, the stories of the virgin Ela, the sage stream, Punnamoottadi, to know all about it, they are not interested. TV  In cartoon or computer games.

They do not want the miraculous story of a human head wearing a turban in the pool saying salam to those who pass by the pool on Friday nights.

If I could tell my grandchildren about this disgrace that Uppa told me, they would not come to me.  Language, unspeakable even when it comes, has become a great adversary.  The strange thing is that language has now become a sword that cuts through generations.

As those eyes descended on the bald spot in the tar-melting suite and the wind burned, the field could not help but think of all the hustle and bustle of the day.  The generation that does not know how to enjoy the village nature!  The crisis of not having time to go to town and look at the brokers and arrange to sell the house.

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