Home is where your heart is – isn't this statement universally true? It is the only place which makes you feel
comfortable and secure. No matter how much you travel, no matter how many five
star hotels you check in to, admit it you are most comfortable in your own
home, in your own bed, you are most comfortable among the near and dear ones.
I grew up in our ancestral home
in Kolkata which was a three storied building with a huge terrace. Running up
and down the stairs and playing in the huge verandas was fun and freedom. When I
was 10 years old we shifted to our own apartment, much to my dislike – initially.
Can you imagine the change of having so much of space around to starting to
live within just 3 rooms! I had pleaded, cried and asked my parents several
times why they wanted to stay in an apartment and why not the house? It was dear
to me, but gradually I got used to my own room, my new bed, my own washroom –
got used to everything my own. It introduced me to reserved and private
lifestyle. So much so that I didn't want to share my room with anyone because I
was completely in love with the décor and upholstery!
Then came a time when I left my
city and moved to Bangalore for my further studies. Leading a bachelor life in
a new city with friends is fun – but you can’t build a home. Building my own
space, my home started only after marriage when we shifted into a rented
apartment. This is where I had to do everything by myself. Since our families
or relatives were not in this city we had to manage everything on our own. From
our first fridge to television to getting our furniture we built up that
apartment in to a home with baby steps.
What seemed a huge task then,
looked tiny when we set out to buy our own apartment. Choosing your own house
where you are investing your money and what eventually will become your home
seemed a herculean task. We have taken almost a year to decide which property
to finally pick up. The only thing that we had in our mind was the house should
make us feel comfortable the moment we step in. When you are house hunting you
know how builders give you stories, at one moment we had thought we won’t be
able to buy a house ever because everywhere you had to compromise. But I never
left the hope – the hope for building my little nest.
When we stepped into the my
apartment finally we met the beautiful balcony, the welcoming wind, the bright
natural light – as if they were telling us you have finally arrived at your
home. We liked the property so much that without wasting any more time we
picked it up. And soon we moved in to our own nest - My little cozy nest. It
might look it has been a daunting lengthy process but getting the house of your
dreams and doing up your home step by step is all worth it.
Being optimistic about your dream
and believing in your dream is the key. It is with love, with care and with
your loved ones that an apartment has become a home. Every day is filled with
cheers, everyday is fun to be in your own home.
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