The dilemma of moving out of the house where you’ve been living since forever is way too challenging and complicated but when you are living in a house,one like mine,it becomes even more difficult.
To me, just thinking about leaving that raucous filled place seems disheartening.Just imagining to forget those lovely moments spent in this venue gives me goose-bumps.
The adrenaline rushes in when I worry about what will I ever do without my joyous chattering cousins-my everyday pals!There won’t be real bliss in doing anything without them.No crisp in the mid-night sneak-peeks to the kitchen or playing in our humongous garden or the late night chats or even those horrible cat-fights.Oh!How much am I going to miss these things!
So well,as right now I am moving out,I feel regretful but on the other hand I am exuberant too.Everything is happening so swiftly,there’s no time to think,just act.We’ve been sitting for hours and hours packing and going through things that are needed to be taken.
From the tiniest little make-up box to the biggest cupboard,everything is being carried away.The house looks as if a bomb has been exploded in it.Whereas, the new one is as untouched and novel as plausible-with snow-white walls and the scent of newly polished furnitures and paint.It all looks surprisingly radiant.
I really do wish that we settle in safe and sound and that even though my cousins won’t be near me,they’ll always dwell in my heart and I will never forget all those ravishing and refreshing memories which have enlightened our lives for so many years.