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A Place called Mine.

 

First Hang-out with Friends. Click.

Got an Award. Click.

Had once in a life time makeup. Click.

Met a long-gone friend. Click.

Lost a game. Click.

Went on trip with friends. Click. Click. Click.

 

So many pictures!?

I plan to get all the pictures as hard copy and tie them all into strings and only after making sure that each and every detail is well illuminated by the little lights I would be placing at their top, the string of captured memories would have its place across the room's walls.

 

"I have captured memories of the best times with my best people around" i thought going through each picture over and over again and never ceasing to drown in the feeling of nostalgia and not losing my spirit, I added  "and would continue to do so in the upcoming years."

 

Its the first time I have moved out to live on my own and not being sure about the other two rooms of the apartment, I, at least, want this room to be the Room of my  Thoughts, to represent what i think, had and want in life. Its my Personal space where its just my thoughts who rules!

I have always had a thing for

                Wooden floor-checked!

                Textured wall- checked!

                Creamish-colored book-shelf- Checked!                                                                                                       A stack of my fav novels- yet to arrange on the shelf- Check  !   

 

Peeping out from the other window, I only get thoughts like,” It’s so beautiful out there.!!”  From the forth floor above the ground level, I look at the lights down there (of the vehicles running down the road) and the lights form the neighbor apartment floors shining like glittery-shimmery paints on the black canvas, it looked divine and soothing! Though the passing vehicles' light is transient, yet the overall look of the sight at night rarely changes.

Not just the night, the beauty of the day in the room is incomparable to anything else too. The position the windows is such that the sun, ascending to its peak position has its chance to peek in through the window and cast its impression on the opposite wall.

There are a little more decorating stuff I would like to add up to the room like a bunch of flowers , few radiant wall-stickers to glow at night and add up beauty to the room, like cherry on the cake! None the less, I would want to keep the room dynamic and changing. I would change the wall-color sooner or  later , whenever my life demands a change .😀   

No matter how messed up my other rooms are, I don’t want a speak of dirt and imperfection in my  this room !   

 This Room of Mine feels divine !😀😄

( well, nothing is true here)😅😂

I just felt like writing.. ..  

Fading In, Fading Out

Living in a Bubble

Thank You

ANU.


Comments

  1. Dhruvi AgrawalApril 13, 2021 at 3:02 AM

    Short , dreamy , mesmerizing 👍👍

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  2. SThankiApril 13, 2021 at 4:55 AM

    The blog is awesome.... Click
    You're awesome............ Click
    And keep writing it........ Should be clicked 🎉🎊💜

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