My Burrow

As I’d predicted, the new post IS from the new place. We have shifted and settled here, and after a month of being here, things are finally running regularly. It’s a good building, good neighbourhood (with a huge ass garden) and everything is just right. But the best part is my room!

It’s the smallest in the entire apartment, but big enough for me. I have an easel on which I have put a canvas, and am currently working on a painting called The Royal Escape where a princess is escaping from her castle. I haven’t decided if there is a lover yet, whom she runs away with. My mum, of course, drew parallels and asked me if was going to follow suit :\ But I told her, I was happy in my snug little burrow and don’t plan to go anywhere! 😀

Then, I’ve a neat bookcase where all my novels have now found a new home! Classics on the lower shelf, contemporary on the upper, and so on. There are times when I just sit and stare at the row of books. Such warmth and pleasure I feel!

There is of course, the jhula, facing the window. I had it in my old place too, but it was in the hall. Now, it’s more of a personal thing. When I’m talking to people on the phone or reading, that’s where I sit. I can’t wait for it to rain, so that I may lean against the edge of the jhula and watch the water wash away moments for hours.

The home internet started working yesterday, so, the lappy (in my room, this too!) can be used to access social networks and blogs. The least required piece of furniture is the dressing table since I use the mirror only once or twice a day. But, oh well!

In all, I love my room!

More than the individual material comforts, I enjoy the space. I can read, write, paint, blog, or talk to friends in peace. Another complementary effect of this is that when I’m out of the room, with mum, we both enjoy this time together. It helps me realize the value of her time, and she realizes mine. The space issue we were having for the last few months is sorted.

Laslty, the best part about the room, is that when annoying relatives arrive, after a few minutes of polite, compulsory conversation, I can shut myself in the room and pretend to study! xD

I’m loving my new found freedom of being restricted in four walls of my own! Some ironic feeling, that!

The aforementioned room! Snug, isn’t it? ^_^ –

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4 thoughts on “My Burrow

  1. Room is not just the place we live. It is more of a companion. I got single room in my during my 3rd and final years. I know how it feels to have a place like this. Happy to see many books there. Hope they aren’t restricted to your psychology stuff 😛

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