It was in 1996. The whole family went on yet another foray into villages off the beaten track, looking for nothing in particular. just enjoying the ambience and the landscape. The kids were still in their primary school. Mum and dad still in their thirties.
It was nearing dusk when they saw the signage. Mum suggested they see the place even though they had to drive through a humongous rubber plantation. Dad was game. Or was it just to humour mum who was rather the amateur anthropologist? And archaeologist?
The rubber trees made the laterite path dark. Then mum saw some old buildings to the right, with an odd eclectic architecture. Temples with wide stone steps, moss covered but with green domes on them. And there were many compound lightings.
Pointing to these oddly shaped buildings in the middle of a rubber estate, mum said that they should pass through them on the way out as it was well lighted there. Dad agreed.
After spending about twenty minutes at the historical site, they started for home.
However hard they tried time and time again, they just could not find them.There were no quaint temples with huge green domes. There were no lighting fixtures anywhere!
Only glum rubber trees stood silently in rows as far as the eye could see.
Laguna 2012
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