Tree Lined #SundayPhotoFiction

Our small town where I grew up was blessed with the presence of a royal family. Not much of a royalty, more of a small time landlord. Locals addressed him to be the king or maharaja.

The approach to royal palace was paved and treelined. A canopy of green provided shade in summer months. On one side the thick shrubbery and a barrier covered the swimming pool from public. Though that did not stop young kids from street to sneak a peak. A guard on permanent duty would drive them away.

Financial condition of the kingdom was deteriorating. Government privy purse was not enough to maintain opulent lifestyle. A visible symbol of which was the swimming pool. Leaving aside trips abroad, extravagant parties and engaging in cultural festivities.

My grandfather was not exactly a subject of the king. Being a district collector himself, he was more like high ranking friendly representative of the government. I would often accompany my grandfather to the palace. One of the most interesting part of the visit, in addition to sumptuous princely snacks, was walking on this tree lined path.

Word Count : 185

This little piece of fiction was inspired by the weekly prompt challenge hosted by Sunday Photo Fiction Jan 27^th, 2019, for Aspiring Writers. For other stories on the theme, look here.

Photo Credit: Joy Pixley