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Birds eye view :My home ( cortesy google earth)

I was sure that searching on google earth for my hometown will not have any significant results,but at my surprise it showed me the town bhilai with so clarity that even i can see the cars on road........
It was sooo good to see your hometown from a bird's angle...some things that i have always wondered when going on road whether what is there behind a building, inside a park.I can see all this on google map....

Whenever i go to bhilai i always think of going to my first school but somehow i always forget. Seeing my school from the top i can memorise my childhood memories when my mom everyday used to take me to the school and always come at 12 to take me back home and i used to tell the stories what happened that day in school.......
When i searched on google map i got the road from where usually my mom takes me to the school....that road reminds me of how mom always used to teach me about the good things......

Near my house there was one park where we 3 brothers and my dad used to go on saturdays to play.For us that time saturdays were the days full of enjoyment, going at a place to play away from our home.......and at evening going with parents to buy vegetables for the coming week......
there was one lake near bhilai steel plant where me and my friends used to talk the whole day on hot sunny days...
It gave me such a good feeling looking on the map and going by the road reaching a destination and with every road or place i can recollect my memories the days that i miss these days....

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