It seemed only yesterday (although one year has passed) that I moved
out from my home to a rented flat and saw my old 50-years-old building crumble
down to ashes. A new foundation stone was laid, and the walls were raised
again. The year went by, some months spent in recovering from pain (due to post
operative care) and then a long four months tour around USA.
I came back to see the new structure
rise up to fourteen stories. The name has been changed from ‘Daulat Baugh’ to ‘Satguru
Shlok’ The work has been immaculately done and details have been added to
ensure quality. We were asked to come and inspect the sample flat.
I am not easy to please. I am happy
with the construction and the materials used in the sample flat, the walls, the
fixtures, the style, everything is good but am very disappointed with the size
of the rooms. I walked from room to room, maneuvered over the length and the breath of the rooms, how would
I accommodate the furniture into the small space?
The trick is to minimise our
possessions, but how do we throw away the stuff that has been collected over
the years? What not does the person need? I am making the list in my head and
there are clothes, shoes, bedsheets, towels, utensils, bags, art work, sewing
kits, books, the list is endless.
Maybe I am too spoilt. I hate
borrowing things and like to have everything that is required in the house for
comfortable living. My relationship with family and friends is good and I often
entertain. With such small houses, entertaining becomes difficult.
That means I will have to change my
living style.
Do not complain, I am told, be
grateful that you have a new house with all state-of-art affairs like swimming
pool around the podium, walking track on the terrace and millions of plants and
lights around the building. Building will be the pride of the neighbors and
every person will be awed by its beauty.
That’s the promise.
Compromise, compromise, compromise…that’s
what is expected from me.
I loved your old place but the building was crumbling, so I am happy you will be safely ensconced now. With so much warmth and a welcoming big heart, you don't need much possessions in life, Pushpee. Happy for you on the quality of life and environs and I hope you still have that pot of Sindhi kadhi when I visit you next.
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I understand your dilemma completely! I've been house hunting lately and it's driven me crazy. Cut down, yes, but how much? And a high ceiling isn't too much to ask for!
ReplyDeletethank you Rupa, waiting anxiously for your next visit to my home...pot of Sindhi Kadhi will always be there :))
ReplyDeleteyes...house hunting is a big pain Tarika..been there done that...Thank u for understanding :) hope you will find ur house soon :)
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