The frightening evening!

 The frightening evening!

It was not the first time that something had gone wrong in our kitchen in just a few months. Ever since we decided to move to our new house, everything had settled down slowly and gradually, but the only problem we were facing was our kitchen. Both of us were trying so hard and had tried everything we could to sort out the kitchen issue. We experimented with basic stoves, glass triple stoves, and steel base stoves, but each time, there was a major concern that put us in trouble. Last night, we faced a near-death experience but came out safely.

So, the question is, how do I narrate the incident from last evening? It can't be more accurate and justified than thinking that there is some issue with the house's kitchen. Let me try my best to put my scary and terrifying story into words.

So, yesterday, we both decided to paint the walls and infuse some new, warm, and positive energy into our house. We began the task and created a nice video clip out of it. We enjoyed the entire process, completing both walls little by little. Afterward, our home looked amazingly lively. We were both happy and exhausted. We decided to have some dal and rice for dinner and then get some sleep. I also planned to edit and post the video of our first time painting the wall. As we started preparing our dinner, we chatted about our day, and the rice was ready. I asked my partner to chop the onions for the dal's tadka. We were both standing diagonally across from the stove, when suddenly, a loud, scary noise burst into our ears. It was so loud and shocking that we couldn't immediately grasp what had happened. It was a blast caused by the pressure cooker. We were in shock. Within seconds, everything in the kitchen was splattered with dal, and the pressure cooker lay shattered into pieces. I was momentarily lost; everything appeared blurred and white as the glasses were covered in steam. I was overwhelmed by fear, not knowing what had happened to us and where my partner was. I screamed like a child and started crying uncontrollably. That sudden, overwhelming fear filled my heart with dread, a feeling that I can still sense even now. My partner hugged me, and I felt relief knowing he was with me. I continued crying out of sheer fear. The thought of losing someone is the worst feeling imaginable. I felt like I was torn into pieces and clung to him like a small child. I was completely distraught, and my legs were trembling. Within a few minutes, everything changed.

The first thought that crossed my mind was that we were safe. The blast had been so powerful that the ceiling had cracks. What if any of the pieces had touched us? The thought shook me profoundly. My partner cleaned the kitchen, sat me down on the balcony to calm me, but I was still shaken. He did his best to make me comfortable, but my mind was filled with a strange feeling. I felt as though something was there, something we couldn't feel but was telling us to leave because no home is complete without a kitchen. The kitchen is the heart of any home. We offer prayers to the kitchen and stove when we enter a new home, and ever since we moved here, we couldn't settle with our kitchen.

I don't know if any negative energy is at play, although we regularly perform pooja, and that might be the reason we escaped serious injury from the blast. I'm trying to clear my mind of this thought. I hope there's nothing negative, just a coincidence and our belief. We've never felt any negative energy in the house, and we've always aimed to make this house more beautiful, but somehow, something feels unsettling and bothersome. If some negative force is silently working, I wish to find a new abode because my abode is my partner, not a house made of walls. We have the potential to turn any house into our home. I am manifesting a beautiful home filled with the best positive energies. We hope to make our journey more beautiful and wish the same for everyone. Sending love and requesting blessings from all.

God is with us! 

 

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!

Chai: An unsaid love language

 Somehow, I started loving tea. I would call it Chai!  Coming from an Indian household where tea is a language, it turns every morning and evening into an unspoken conversation. I can enjoy tea alone, but I cherish sharing it with my partner. It's indeed my language of calmness. A morning without tea cannot happen; it's truly an emotion. No matter where I am, if it's missing, the whole day becomes hectic. I often wonder how the mixture of milk, water, tea leaves, and ginger creates a complete dose of permanent happiness for thousands of people all over the world. Isn't it amazing?

In India, offering tea is a gesture of showing respect to someone, regardless of their age. It also holds a special place for endless discussions. Tea has the power to create and hold onto memories. Memories take me back to the days when my partner and I used to plan our first tea date, and it happened beautifully! So, in a nutshell, I feel that maybe tea is just a beverage, but for many, it's an unspoken, quiet, calm, and beautiful feeling that inspires me to taste all types of tea from around the world. I am MANIFESTING this! 

Let's hope and manifest together!

                   

Our first Chai! ❤️🧿

A Regular Day!💁

 Isn't having regular days awesome? We often fail to appreciate the amazing feeling of a regular day. With our fast-paced lives, we stop valuing the routine tasks that sustain us. Starting from the morning, we prepare breakfast with great speed, always striving for deliciousness even in simplicity. We then schedule our day, attend to office work, and prepare lunch. We take breaks for snacks and self-care, enjoying some series, movies, documentaries, or reading. In the evening, we sit on the balcony, savoring a cup of tea. By accomplishing all these activities within 24 hours, I feel fulfilled. This feeling occurs frequently because I enjoy the satisfaction of completing each task, no matter how simple. So, I encourage you to appreciate the regular work you do, as it provides a consistent dose of motivation we all need in the cycle of life.

Nazariya!📖

 

Lots of things are happening simultaneously, there's a lot of hustle. In this busy time, I carve out some "me time" for myself and watched a series named "Ayali." Here, I'm not promoting any specific movie or cast; I'm just sharing my views on how the makers of this movie have portrayed various important concepts in detail. I am genuinely impressed with the attention to detail. The film depicts the journey of a young girl from being pampered to experiencing puberty. It highlights the changes in behavior she observes around her and how people treat her and other girls of her age after they reach puberty. The movie addresses significant issues such as early marriage, lack of education, patriarchy, misconceptions about menstruation, and sexual abuse in a well-executed manner. Moreover, the film showcases how a clear vision, unity, dreams, determination, and self-confidence can challenge and transform societal beliefs, bringing about positive change in even the most rigid societies. I believe that every individual should watch this movie at least once. Kudos to the makers who dared to shed light on such pressing societal issues.

New Beginnings.....

 🌈New Beginnings..... 

So, finally, we have shifted to our new house. It's a home now! Our home! For the past few days, we have not been able to sleep peacefully. Every morning poses a new challenge, not just mentally but also physically, financially, and of course, psychologically. I have truly understood how difficult it was for my parents to move from place to place. Leaving a house gives rise to a strange, wholesome feeling. I could see tears rolling down my partner's eyes, although he tried to hide them. He was emotional, and deep down in his heart, he missed that house. I felt the same, but his attachment to that house was stronger than mine, and rightfully so. 

He lived in that house for 3 years and created countless irreplaceable memories. We embarked on our journey from that very house. We had conversations that lasted throughout the day and night in that house. It was a blessed abode, providing shelter to those in need and becoming our trusted friend, now and forever. 

Life is a journey, and we had to search for our new home, and finally, we are in our new home now. It's our space, our world. We aspire to fill this sweet little home with an abundance of beautiful emotions. 

Today is our first day in our home. We woke up around 8 am and immediately began cleaning. I also had to log in by 12 pm, so before that, I had to set up the Wi-Fi, take care of the cleaning, call an electrician, and arrange our luggage. It was an enormous task. We were hustling and bustling, with things going up and down! Only the gods know how we managed it all.
Throughout this time, we had arguments, fights, and made up again. Starting a life from scratch is not an easy task, but we did it. However, everything is still a work in progress. We are yet to acquire some basic necessities like a gas stove, fridge, and washing machine. Life is moving at a rapid pace, and with each passing day, more responsibilities come our way, giving me a reality check. It feels like I'm riding a roller coaster. I'm super excited to see the world from my beautiful balcony, but I'm also nervous about handling everything I'm planning to do.
Until I finish these work-in-progress tasks, let's keep talking, sharing, and exchanging ideas. I'll be back soon with more insights to share. 

The first step!

 

The first step! 👣

Finally, today we booked our house, the one we had been searching for months. It was a chaotic morning as the owner of the house we were trying to move from was unpleasant, calling tenants useless. However, after calling our broker, he showed us the perfect house, which had a beautiful balcony with a view of both the sunrise and sunset.
 The rooms were well-ventilated, and the space was amazing. I've already imagined decorating each and every wall of my house with the best handicrafts, paintings, and floral wall sheets. I'm overwhelmed with what I got, and I'm grateful to my partner for making everything so simple. Even though I could see the stress on his face, all I could do was pray to God. 
I've learned that life is not easy, and everyone has a different level of difficulty to overcome. All we can do is keep trying our best. Who knows, maybe we'll get the best in the end? Now that we're moving into our new home, it's time for some fun! I'll share some more stories soon. Keep talking and sharing.

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 ❤️.