A Petite Chamber I Call My World.

Thursday, 20 August 2015

"My room was a real way of expressing myself. It was like a little nest that I could settle into."
                                              - Chloe Sevigny

Whatever Sevigny said, I absolutely second that. Over the last fifteen years, my room has seen it all. Right from a small chubby girl who used to run around with dolls and toys, to an awkward teenager who was a bookworm trying to get through her adolescence safely and finally to someone who is still a bit plump, but a young woman who marched towards as an independent soul. It has been my shield, my own space during all those hours where I cosily crashed onto the bed, mugged up those long physics answers, drooled over my real-life and reel-life crushes, talked to the one who was close to my heart, got heartbroken, felt happy, sad, or miserable and last but not the least, even times like these where I squeeze my brain for words to type for my writing assignments.

How else would I love to have this beautiful little space I fondly call as mine, other than being a manifestation of myself? In whatever way it may seem to others - be it messy, tidy or like the ones maintained by a cleanliness freak, I love this cosy little place to bits. And my perfect room transformation would be something where everything reflects me along with the right blend of comfort and  minimalist style.

The pristine white walls with pistachio green shelves and an abstract design mounted bookcase in the same colour. Also with the furniture and furnishing in the very exact themes placed alternatively. Like white study table with pistachio green chair, white mattress, green pillows, wardrobe, small beanbag, simple table lamp, photo frames and so on- everything precisely in accordance with the colour patterns. And last but not the least, a huge whiteboard sheet plastered on the wall to ideate my writings and every goofy thing that I'd like to scribble. This would what my dream room would look like.

Because white is innocence, goodness, purity and perfection whereas green stands for harmony, life, energy and freshness. And I'd like my room to be a place where I'd make more and more fresh memories of my daily life with goodness and naivety. Well, I wouldn't also mind a few dark days. After all, if not for my very own room, who'd be my source of comfort?

So, my idea of a dream room transformation is a reflection of my own self, dreams and aspirations. Sure it did see me through everything I went through to be who I am now- be it happiness, sadness or a myriad of emotions. And I am sure that in many more years to come, it will see me through what I will become!

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