Close to Heart....:--) Contd.....

The new home was more close to Nature. The girl lived in a pent house as bubbly as the child. It had a terrace as big as the entire house or the house was as small as the terrace..:) The sunrise from the balcony made her days cheerful. She longed the entire day to get back home from school to watch the sunset and follow the pattern. The first milestone of her career (10^th std) crossed with ease in the lap of nature. What she didn’t realise was the fact that the same place shall be sharing many such milestones hence forth. It was just the beginning. She enjoyed spreading her carpet on the terrace with books around her, sky over head, birds chirping and sun setting or rising. She soon became an ardent lover of morning walks and yoga on the terrace.

Day came when she started going to college. Radio became her next best friend after the loneliness brought in to her with restrictions. A girl full of on road activities now started loving music. When she first realised her fall to first crush, she felt an adrenaline rush. Avoiding the disclosure to any, soon she figured out it to be a passing phase.

The Angelic Home!!!

The home had a charm that always offered something worthwhile. Not only the girl, but her family too longed to get back home after day’s work, college, market or vacation. The pleasing nights with moon light spreading its warmth over her beautiful home, kept fears and tensions at a bay. The first step in the house made anyone smile. The girl felt to be a part of angelic palace so close to nature, trees, birds and God.

Rainy days meant lot of water sweeping in front of the house, which gave an opportunity to play in water. Sitting at the door, watching water splashing with mug of coffee in hand, made hours run like seconds. While god washed terrace, it was duty of the God’s child to wash it during summers. Throwing water on the terrace, sometimes on herself, sometimes on people around her, she soon started finding a world within her. A world of endless happiness and a world ruled by her, her thoughts and her beliefs. The nights of “summers” were “The Best”. Everyone she knew, would complain of sleepless nights due to hot temperatures, trying to get some sleep with help of “so-called breeze” of A/C. she always felt proud in saying, that she sleeps under the sky with the nature’s cool breeze cuddling her to the glory till the eyes blinked and blinked and the mind went off to the dream world. She recollects the same today with the song of “summers of 69”, “Those were the best days of my life”.

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Graduation brought lot of fun and friends of lifetime to the princess. Best things always happened to her. And here she was with a set of friends, who let her rediscover, herself, her child hood, which she had lost for some time. There she was again, with naughtiness hidden behind sparkling eyes, playing pranks, teasing couples, getting into trouble with experiments of adventure. This time she rediscovered herself, rediscovered not to lose herself again. She has always been thankful to those special friends.

Now was the time, to make her dream come true. An aspiration, of doing MBA. Home and family provided the support. Throughout this, the talks of purchasing an own house were close to getting final. Both were the dreams that were nurtured since long. While dream of MBA faced failure once, the dream of “A Place Called Home” required the biggest, most desirous, yet most sensible decision of their lives. Both came true simultaneously.

Moon lit night!!!

It was the month of June 2011, when “The Journey was about to begin”. (Ref: Post of 8^th june). The moment her bags lay packed, the entire world went round with thoughts of never being able to set them back in the same lovely home. There she was, standing in a place, where she crossed rather faced the most important milestones and the same shall not be there to share the fruits of happiness that shall be coming thereafter. She forced herself to feel the pride of owing a house, but no good words pacified her emotions of leaving “Her Dream Home”.

Nov 2011, she left everything on campus, to get back home. It was the time family was celebrating the long waited ownership. She smiled with them. Her eyes became moist, as she saw the happiness with which “her best couple” of “mom-dad” sat down for the Grah Pravesh pooja. She knew the reason why she was there. While everyone was busy celebrating and desirous to spend the first night at the new home, she preferred to bid adieu to her “Angelic pent house”. She did so, thanking the place for all the comfort, strength and happiness that it provided throughout. She smiled at the moonlight over the home while she took a last walk on the terrace.

The ray of hope that one day....:)

Exactly 20 days later, the family is celebrating the “much hyped” success of their daughter on campus. She is eagerly waiting to get back to Hyd in another 20days, assured of taking the road to the “angelic house” first by mistake. This is in no way a tribute to her home, for it would be too small a one to be considered so. “Aashirwad” – the name of old (as well as new home), shall always be remembered as one of the many invisible hands in defining the personality of the girl. And she secretly dreams to make that place her’s forever one day.