The old teak wood table.

There was an old teak wood table at my house. Send it to another place. Normally, I aint fussy about parting with old furniture, but I cant help but remember this piece of furniture. Me and my sister were both toddlers, when my mom had this study table delivered to my place. The study table had been made by a carpenter, back when mom was a toddler !!! Old teak furniture remains solid as a rock. So anyway, grandpa (mom's dad) sent it over to our house. Both me and my sister were waiting for the table to come and when the transport wala finally brought it, our joy knew no bounds !!! We were getting our very own table !! Joy lies in small things when you are young and I remember we could not eat for excitement !! Now this study table has a joint cabinet with two compartments and an open one. Mom alloted the lower compartment to me and gave my sister the upper one. We neatly stacked our books in that space like good children. Homework was a joy that day and each one took turns doing it on the table. Here, I must mention that along with the table there was a teak wood chair. It so happened that I had to take several pillows beneath my bums, so that I could reach the table !!

The table had multiple uses, of course.........the open space beneath the table (near the leg rest) was our best 'playspace'. My sister and I propped up a blanket which fell down so as to cover the space. This was our 'tent' or 'home'. The game of 'house' came to an end very late when mom finally shooed us to go for a bath on weekend school holidays !!!

The table was also a place to pile up books.....much to my mom's chagrin, who's a strict advocate of putting things in their proper places.

I cant say that for me, the purpose of studying on the table, was served anytime. I seemed to think that the chair was too stiff backed and I couldnt quite accept the fact that mom seemed to think that I was a lazy boy who loved to lie down and read his books (eventually falling asleep !!).

Anyway, I never studied on the table as much as my sister did. In fact, we can even leave the 'on the table' part of the earlier statement. (I never studied as much as my sister did !!! Let alone on the table !!)

There was a glass on top of the table. We used to slide photographs under the glass. Old photos, new ones and make a collage.

Hope it'll serve many more generations to come !!

For facts, I know that they dont make 'solid wood' furniture these days. If you knock it.....it makes a hollow sound !!!

If you'd ever tap on the surface of this one.....its like knocking on a rock !!