Balcony🪴

 Whenever my partner thinks about a house, he always admires and prefers the topmost floor. Maybe for both of us, the word 'home' gives a different perspective, but the essence is the same.

 So, when we were discussing having a home, he insisted on having the topmost floor, while I insisted on having all the amenities and a spacious yet manageable home. Anyway, destiny knows how to give the best shot. After so much hustle, when we were on our toes, and the moment we saw the balcony of this house, we looked at each other and immediately said yes! 

The best part of the house is the balcony. We both love balconies, open spaces where we can enjoy our morning and evening tea. He loves the sunset, and I love the sunrise. This balcony offers both. I do have complaints sometimes, like because it's the topmost floor, the water pressure is slow, and it takes a lot to walk down the stairs if the lift is not working, and many more issues. But whenever I sit on our balcony and feel the amazing breeze, all these small issues get blur, and everything seems so calm and blissful.

                  

Enjoying pakodas in Rain!

Ghar! "A World of tons of feelings"

Ghar! 🏡

For the last few months, I have been searching for my own place. It has been a while since I took time for myself. I did nothing but think, scroll, browse, and check out various houses and requirements. Isn't it exhausting? Well, I know I get tired sometimes and need time for myself to heal and repair my core. I need time to think calmly about myself. Sitting and not doing anything is not my cup of tea. I need to engage myself in something useful all the time. So, all I need is my space to keep myself doing something out of nothing. Even if there is nothing to do, I regret resting. My heart says I need rest, but my brain says, "Hey! You got a new task."

After all the hustle, the best place my brain can search is my own house. It feels more appropriate when I use "Ghar," which shows belongingness, kindness, and lots of love.

Now that I have found my house, my space, my brain is in the process of digesting the fact that I will have my own space without rules. It feels good. It feels like my soul is breathing fearlessly. It's difficult to accommodate all my feelings in alphabets, but I am still trying to figure out my core instincts. I feel like having our own space gives us strength to dream big, dream wisely, and dream proudly. I feel like I got wings when I create my own space.

Here, "own space" means when I am able to move freely, talk freely, set rules, and where everything belongs to me. This kind of space gives me ownership, which is unique and mine. I love my new space ❤️.