when u shift to a new home lots of gud things happen. u find long lost stuff like ur favourite comfort tee or earring (which ur bound to lose once u unpack in your new place-but lets not talk abt it n keep this post all happy).
u look at the amount of objects that r coming out of a tiny room nd wonder if there is a secret cabinet inside the walls or something. houses have this gr8 ability to compress i guess.wen u venture new corners of ur home, u come out covered in thick layers of dust looking like ur personifying mother earth or like ur just been rescued from a sand storm.
At times u hit upon a treasure, like i found a very old comic book of my mother which she used to read wen she was kid and my grandpa had given it to me wen i was a kid. i see a potential family hierloom in it.
then comes the hard heartbreaking task of throwing things away. u need to take a long look, decide 2 throw it, take another long look, yes u made the right decision, pat urself in the back nd then quickly take the thing with u wen no one is looking :D.
in the end u just wish incase u leave ur now new home lateron u get the same lumpy feeling :( in ur throat dat ur feeling now.
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the same happened with me too [:P]
when i was shifting my room [:O] two days back [:D]
new place is always a source of joy. But it takes a bit of time to adjust :)
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