New Home

I have been planning to move from my current room to a flat of my own for a long long... really long time.. Had it not been for the apprehensions of my mother i would have done the needful long time back.. Long back when ruchi (my bestest friend) first came to bangalore for her job.. that was in 2006 (if my memory doesn’t evade me). I like a good daughter protested against her will to move out.. saying its not safe and blah blah blah, giving a thousand and one excuses not to shift out.. basically i didn't want mom to be worried.

But then there were times when i actually wanted to come back to my home at the end of the day and not back to my room... Rather i should say our room (cos after Ruchi left for the States, Nidhi(my sis) and Prerna( nidhi's fren and my extended sis))came for their jobs and stayed with me.. So here we were 3 girls in a room.. But hey.. I forgot something at one point in time we were 5 in that room.. (Ruchi, Me, Swati (my other sis who was here for her CAT prep), Nidhi and Prerna.. whooo..quite a number). Can you imagine 5 girls in a room.. and the havoc we would create at times.. Did I not mention that we had only a single attached bathroom and with 4 people working you can well imagine the queue outside the bathroom in the mornings.

So finally the opportunity came when Swati was posted in Bangalore (Yes in the mean time she has finished her 2 year MBA course). We decided that we need to get a flat.The 3 of us are somehow managing in one room we cannot get another one in there..Hence started our new expedition - Mission Househunting...
House hunting we began.. the first target was to get hold of the Ad mag and place an ad in Sulekha.. After getting few numbers we started calling them.. fixed a few appointment.. saw a few houses which we didn’t like.. eventually we decided to take one block at a time and search for all possible vacant houses in the area.. thus began the journey of looking at houses without light glowing.. knocking prospective doors and asking with the sweetest smile on our faces if any place was vacant..

Finally we stumbled upon a ToLet board and saw the current place.. all of us loved it too much to let go.. Immediately fixed an appointment with the house owner.. Bargained to the best of our abilities and hey..the house belonged to us.. How excited we were.. We started making one list after the other.. Kitchen.. rooms..bathroom.. Everything to be setup from the scratch.. And the most dreaded event was packing our stuff..Oh how i hate packing..but packing everything that i have accumulated over the ast 4 years was a herculean job.. considering the fact i tend to keep even the most unwanted things cos i’m emotionally attached to all my belongings.. but then i decided enough is enough and i have to get rid of the unwanted stuff.. By the time the three of us packed our bags our room resembled a railway platform (Prerna’s words) with piles of bags and cartons stacked..thanks to my sweetheart we were saved with the kitchen shopping..  We were all setting up the house scrubbing and cleaning.. stacking things.. setting up the kitchen..


The house is almost setup now.. It feels to come back to your own place.. your own house.. Its a different feeling.. sometimes i do miss my old room.. chatting up with aunty when you are feeling lonely.. gossip.. But now we are proud owners of our own place... Love every corner of this house.. love the independence.. sometimes love cleaning and cooking too.. Am nursing my culinary skills which was dormant for so long and looking forward to loads of fun..