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A house of our own.

                  "I dreamt we bought a house,"  I would tell hubby, every once in a while, knowing fully well that it would lead to an argument.  Residing in a rented apartment  as opposed to buying a house, used to be the topic of argument between us for quite a long time, where he was all for the former, whilst I wanted to have a roof over our heads that we could call our own. But,  didn't the famous writer Mr Coelho say that, when you want something, and wish for it with all your heart, then the entire universe conspires in helping you to achieve it? Well, that is exactly what happened! We bought a house, our own house!
                 Of course, choosing the right one was a tough job. So many things had to be taken into consideration. Its vicinity, its nearness to my work place, availability of all the local amenities, and of course, the most important one: the loan! But, as I said, the universe was indeed conspiring in making my dream come true. Everything fell into place, just like that! We found the perfect house in a cozy little housing colony, far away from the madding crowd! And, I was  on cloud nine!
               Shifting the household items, setting up the house, decorating it just the way we wanted to (without the decorator's meddling) took up quite some time. But, in the end, we were happy, contented and at peace. It was the first major achievement for the two of us. Well, buying a house is not a child's play, is it?
             However, as all things come to an end, the excitement, the novelty began to fade as certain realities began coming into focus. For instance, our area had frequent power cuts, or load-shedding, as we call it here. The moment the mixer-grinder would come out of it's corner, the power used to bid us good bye, leaving us frustrated at all the plans for an elaborate meal getting fizzled out. Then would begin the endless wait, testing our patience and our sense of humour!
            Another major glitch was the unavailability of a scheduled transport system for me to reach my work place. I would wait for hours on end at the bus- stop, waiting for a miracle. At times, my prayers got answered, and at others, I was left fuming and fretting at the pathetic planning by the governing body. Hubby was totally against getting a two-wheeler, as he worried for my safety on the beastly roads. 
           Ah, but, we decided to give things some time. Time  surely is  the healer. We began  learning to find our way out of problems. Slowly and steadily, things began improving. Life began improving. The major step we had taken proved to be the right one! Our house, our home, which we had bought with our own hard earned money, proved to be a blessing. It had been a big change for us, but, a good change, for sure! And, as the saying goes, all's well that ends well! We decided to #StartANewLife and we succeeded! 


  1. Please don't be offended, but your piece left me a little dissatisfied... I want to know more... How did the leap between the " fuming and fretting" and your home becoming a blessing occur? Time alone would not make the difference....was it a change in perspective or did the area catch up to your desires?

    1. Hi Wendy,
      No, I am not at all offended by your query. The leap between my 'fuming and fretting' and our home becoming a blessing happened over a period of time. I found out alternate transport system, timed my cooking according to the power cuts, our area also developed over a period of time, and in a couple of years things began to look up. Hubby got a better job and life improved considerably. So, that's that! :)

  2. Oh yes! A house of our own- that is next on our wish-list. In our case, we both are in agreement, but investing in a house in a foreign country is kind of intimidating. Hopefully, we will overcome that soon :)

    1. I so hope your dreams of owning a house of your own come true some day soon, , Shantala! Wish you all the very best! :)

  3. Who doesnt want to have a house of their own. It is a dream indeed and I am glad you found yours!!!

  4. Having a house of our own can be a luxury and when we sweat to buy one, we want to make sure that we earn the comfort to make things smooth. Happy that your dream came true, Shilpa:)


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