A small treehouse at the Coco tree. I worked for weeks to make that dream come true. At the far corner of our backyard garden in Vezhapra, a Guava tree fell into the middle of a twin trunk coco tree and formed a perfect right angle triangle leaving its hypotenuse as a substitute for ladder to climb. Flooring and leveling was done with waste bushes, and feeble branches were fixed with stakes tied using climbing-creepers. Sponge sheet was torn out of a discarded bed to make the carpet. Overgrown branches were bent and pruned to shape it like a birds nest. Since I mastered walking up through the slanted, mottled greenish-brown guava trunk, treehouse remained as my exclusive property where I kept my marbles, sweets, prohibited books and other treasures.