She first met me as a little girl. She saw me grow up into a woman. Saw the childish stubbornness in me. Have seen me in smiles, tears, stress, insecure, love and fear. Who knows me in n out. She have seen me in it's original version... without any makeup, without any masks. The rawness in me and the polished self too. Have read my soul. Saw the genuine emotions in me at it's extreme and purest form available. Laughed along with me and shared my happiness with a smile on her eyes. Lifted me up when I was sinking. Held me tight in her arms when I needed a comfort. Protected me under her wings until I wad ready to face the world. Stood by my side viewing all my crankiness and craziness without criticizing or judging and understanding that I needed all those. Provided me darkness and space to invade deep into darkness and pushed me into sunlight when I searched for a glow.
If she was a living soul, she would have been like another soul who shared my body. Would have been my best friend. Would have been more precious to me than anyone else.
She's the safest place in this earth for me. Where I could be myself.
P.S. She's, My Room :D
God Blez.
I love my room too :)
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DeleteWhat a clever post! Love it.
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Thank you :)
DeleteYou really must love your room very much. I have never stayed at one place for more than a few years so have never got attached to something like it.
ReplyDeleteFor the past more than 10 years that was my den. But recently I had to move out, but eagerly counting days to get back home.
DeleteThis IS Truly Inspired!
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Thank you for reading n commenting :)
DeleteI read it twice before I saw the PS. Really good. Hey, as an aside I have been wanting to follow so I dont miss out on checking in but I dont seem to be able...are you having the same blogger issues as some or am I messed up?
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DeleteActually I don't if there's some issue, but will check to it asap.
I thought She was going to be your mother. That is who 'she' would be for me. Nice twist that it is your room!
ReplyDeleteI sent you a friend request on facebook - could be you didn't find me because I changed my profile picture (oops).
I am bit addicted to the sentiments of "My Room".
DeleteI have added you. Glad to stay connected with you in FB too. :)
I love the way you wrote this. so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you! :)
DeleteI had a really close relationship with my room growing up too. A safe haven of my own. Now that I have 4 kid and a husband, I have no space that's just mine. hmmm, maybe I should see if I can change that. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting me blog over the challenge:)
You should see. A me space is always beautiful, na?
DeleteThanks for visiting mine, too. :)
Love the ending! Very cool. :)
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DeleteVery cool! As I read, I thought you must be speaking of your mother... I love that it was your room!
ReplyDeleteThat's the twist! Thank you! :)
Deletewow! it kind of reminded me of the connection I had with my room as I was growing up!!
ReplyDeleteOne of the many hassles of life is eventually you have to leave your room :(
A very well written post!!
Oh, for a while there I thought she was your mom. Then your diary. Boy was I wrong.
ReplyDeleteI love my room too! I like to stay in it for hours on end. :)
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Me too... guess it's always a safe place for all of us.
DeleteI thought SHE would be your mom. The room was a kahaani mein twist.
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DeleteRoom ehh, smarty pants :D
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LOL! N i was left wondering who it will be - a close frnd, a dear aunt, grand mom, sibling were my obvious guesses :-/
ReplyDeleteSounds like a wonderful place, but of course now you can never move.
ReplyDeleteI thought the She was going to be your mother.....I was thinking it's her mom....then at the end~ Surprise! Wonderful written.
ReplyDeleteI thought for sure "She" would be your mother! Great surprise there!
ReplyDeleteWow
ReplyDeleteThat surprise element was intact . Cool style of narrating and ya I find solace in my room too
Haha, that was cute!
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