Life is crazy with a house on your mind; and a typical day spent house hunting is nothing short of a disaster!!! You spend the dreaming of houses and making lists of things to check and ask for. You make mental measurements of the ovens, the food processor and the TV, just to check if they will fit beautifully in the new house. The morning breakfast includes coffee, bread and holy talk about movers. Even waiting for the real estate agent in hot summer for about 1 hour is swallowed with a glass of water. But nothing gives the pleasure of walking into an empty, mud-ridden spacious 2BHK all-looking inviting. You immediately start placing your center table, bean bags, the computer table in the seemingly assigned spaces. Moving inside the kitchen starts taking shape with all the assorted appliances. Dreaming while walking into the bedroom, you even have decided upon the curtains and even the store where you once saw them at sale and wonder if the sale is still on! You even learn to ignore the weird but all-too-familiar stares by the agent. Right then, when everything seems so perfect, the utterance of the rent amount makes you sweat and shiver. All your dreams, hopes and creative interior ideas are pushed over the cliff by your meager wallet. One look to you partner, silently nodding, you exit the perfect dream. Moving on to the supposed greener pastures, keeping your hopes alive, you carefully tread into the 2nd option. You glance carefully around, stopping yourself, occasionally, forcefully, not to drift into dreamy castles. You appreciate the space and the layout, keeping your ideas of how to enhance it, strictly outside. You ask for finer details like sq.ft. area, rent, water supply, which you conveniently forgot to pay attention in the first step. Not satisfied with smaller space, you decide to look for more options, remembering the first much-loved option and even think about giving it another chance. The 3rd place seems decent enough, within your budget yet the chemistry fails to strike. You try to like the 1/4 of the balcony what you have now, or the lack of shelves in the kitchen, but even with the forced smile, your heart fails to concur. With heavy steps, you walk out of a lousy deal and a worst dream. It’s late afternoon now and your patience is growing thinner exponentially opposite to the afternoon heat. You feel like just crashing down on to the floor of the next place, but for your sanity and your partner’s respect, you refrain. Your heart is miles away, but your mind stays, taking control of the proceeding. You ask about the basic details, leaving the frills out. Making sure all your belongings would comfortable fit, without hurting your wallet, you gladly let the sigh of relief out. Considering it to be the best option, with your heart and mind both being happy, you hope you don’t have to relive this day again, secretly hoping to.
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