Soon after my final exams, I moved to Delhi for my management studies. I lived in two hostels, there, neither of which I look back on with fond memories. My fond memories of b-school are of being in the canteen, on the college lawn, or even - gasp - in class.
I got placed in Gurgaon. I vowed never to live in a hostel again. With some help, I found a room with attached bathroom and kitchen that I could rent. I was very proud of living alone by myself, but the weekends were terribly hot and lonely. It was summer, and I had no AC, not even a cooler, no vehicle, no friends nearby, no TV.
I decided to move into a new friend's posh expensive apartment. That was definitely the swankiest (ok, the only swanky) place I've ever stayed in. Marble floors, granite bathroom - and to top it all, my roommate had an AC. Of course, it was too good to be true. Within a month, she decided to move back to her hometown and I was left holding the baby - in this case, an apartment with a rent that was nearly half my salary.
After some searching, I finally moved in with another new friend. I stayed there for about six months. The flat was large (or it looked so as we had hardly any furniture) and airy, and the colony was beautiful: clean, well-maintained, nicely lit, and with a lovely garden - with swings! Most weekends, my roommate would go home and I would have the house all to myself. I would walk by myself in the colony in the evening, or sit in the garden. It was peaceful, though admittedly lonely.
Then I moved to Pune. My employer put me up in a hotel for two weeks, though I spent some of that time with the Guy and his roommate. Then I moved in with them while I looked for a place. We found a dank flat in a run-down colony and took it because it was cheap and not too bad. We lived there for a year. (Technically, I lived there, but the Guy only went to his rooms once in a while, to sleep - he had moved too, by the way, because his earlier roommate was getting married and wanted to stay on in the same flat).
We got married, and the Guy officially moved in. We stayed on in that same flat for a few more months, but it had begun to seem increasingly small and shabby, especially as we had houseguests for much of the time.
We moved to a large airy 2-bedroom flat with nearly double the rent. It was summer, and the flat was so filled with natural light that our bedroom would heat up. I got heatstroke - partly due to that and partly to the bike rides to work, no doubt. but we were happy in that house. We felt well-settled, extravagant, having an extra bedroom with no occupant for most of the time. We lived there for over a year.
Then I changed jobs, and we moved to be closer to my job. We got a tiny one-bedroom flat half the size of the one we were leaving for nearly the same amount of rent. And then we found a flat we wanted to buy and booked it. The Guy went away for 2 months, and I appreciated living in a small flat. It was cosy, intimate, and comfortable, where I would have felt lost and lonely in a big house. There was hardly any room for furniture, though, and we wanted, at last, a sofa and a proper dining table. (Our earlier flat had come with some furniture - including a sofa, a double bed, and some cupboards.) We considered moving into a bigger flat. We considered renting one in the same area, so that I could be close to work, and putting our flat on rent. But finally we decided to move into our own flat.
The flat just got completed, and we got the keys some days ago. We hope to move in in a couple of days. It feels good to finally move into our own flat, to have the furniture we want, to 'settle down'. But I don't want to settle down. Part of me is a nomad at heart, and I hope we will move on from here as well in a couple of years. Till then, we mean to enjoy it.
Notice: We are moving tomorrow and likely to be without an internet connection for at least a week. I'll be back - do pray that I survive this ordeal.
Good luck with the moving. Really. The most difficult / boring part is unpacking. It takes weeks, because you can't hit upon the perfect place to put a certain thing in / on! And then you keep rearranging for a couple of months till you are satisfied with the look / usability / accessibility :) But you'll have fun with the Guy, I'm sure.
All the best and hope the new house brings you love luck joy and peace.
May the new flat bring both of you all the happiness in the world. Enjoy your new home.
hey unmana...Im going through something similar at the moment...I guess Ive become the ' goldilocks' of houses..too big, too small, too noisy, too quiet..nothing just RIGHT.
Hope your new place brings you loads of luck and good karma. hugs, a
Oye, tell us about the move. And call me if you need any help. Do I need to tell you that?
achha enough time has passed...back to blogging now!
Hey... that's one detailed post on houses and more houses!!! Hope this one turns out to become a home for you both!
Pallu: I know. And it wasn't the moving I was afraid of, but the lack of internet access! Thanks for your offer of help. We're mostly settled in now, and some furniture is arriving as I type.
Anumita: Thank you!
Dipali: Thanks a lot to you too. I didn't know you read my blog regularly. I'm flattered.
Aneela: But if everything is perfect, how can you dream of something better?
Chandni: I flatter myself you missed me, ma'am.
Dewdrop: They were all homes, you know. Otherwise I wouldn't have bothered remembering or writing about them.
In the midst of the heap of chores that I am in, I totally missed the point of you not having internet and thus being unable to read this message. Duh! Anyway, I'm glad you're back on the grid (in the grind?) now. Hope you had a lovely time with Effe. We planned to drop by yesterday and bore you with suggestions for your house (we think we're the super couple who have the best utility-based home-design ideas), but decided to spare you and went for a long drive by ourselves. Maybe some other time, when you're so bored out of your skulls that you don't mind people taking over your house and mind ;-)
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