I clicked this picture last year when I went back to my hometown, and paid a visit at my school, one of my favorite places ever. This old tree stump with the knotty, gnarled texture has been the same for as long as I can remember. And I am certain it’s been this way for far more years before that. It lies in one corner of the kindergarten playground in my school, wedged somewhere between the monkey-pole, the merry-go-round and the hedges. It must have seen generations of schoolgirls walk in and pass out of the school, playing games, sharing secrets, growing up. Sometimes constants do bring such a comforting feeling.
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