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my room... :|

This is some thing which i thought would never happen to me...
this is something NOT like any thing else...
some thing different, weird and of course special...
as far as i know myself, i'm not attached to anything in this world like it happened with parents...
some times i feel, even them, i call them not even once in three days... (twice a week)
but now, the very moment i'm writing this, i m very much close to the room i have spent just 5 months...
never felt so sad while packing things for holidays...
never thought college is more soothing than anything...
don't even feel like going home...
this room though very young in my thoughts occupied a best place...
seen every phase of my emotions, which even the closest of the closest friends of mine never knew...
the posters i made,
the Siva picture(stolen from the department...shh secret don't tell anyone) i stuck up,
the birthday gift i hung up,
the RF gift (thank u junis... ) on the table,
and Ganesh and Saraswathi in the shelf...
and finally me in the chair, with laptop on table, watching greenery outside...
seemed soo perfectly fit in this room...
these have seen me sing, dance, cry, laugh, write, what not, every thing...
ya the rangoli outside for diwali ... :P
may be because of sharing rooms or something i wasn't like this before...(thanks to Janu and Sam for being with me all those days... missing your company)

aedhaithe enti... naa room ae naku kavali....
praying god that, my luck should work out so well that, i ll pick this chit....;)

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  1. yeah Ramya..we humans get attached to things very easily... good that you will have a lot of memories to take along with you about your room!! They will lit up your day some day when you are out of mood :)

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  2. ya we get attached and we get accustomed too, my new room seemed like the old one now, i started living in it.. and now I make memories with this and i love my new one too... :) :P i dont have an alternative though.. :)

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