The boxes are packed and I’m ready to go.
The truck is loaded and the wheels are rolling. The house in which I had stayed for the last five years is slowly becoming distant. But distant, it will only be to my physical eyes, for it is locked in my mind’s eye forever. Although, I’m happy that a new house is waiting for me but also sad as the old is sailing away.
Just like my guardian, the old house had protected me and given me plenty of cherished memories. Right from the beginning, I knew, I shouldn’t get fond of her but I couldn’t stop myself from falling into her arms. The window of the dining room opened like a screen that showed me a motion picture of people and life – I never got bored. The sitting room that was flooded with sunlight opened to a balcony giving a perfect view to a well kept garden. A place where children played and various kinds of birds sat on tree tops feasting on their flowers.
Now it’s time for all this to end. Perhaps, ending is just only a new beginning – and that’s life, I guess.
As I leave my old house behind, I can only be positive and feel excited about the new house.
Once again I’ll be filling the vacant space of a house with different colours of emotions and chunks and pieces of material.