Moving into an apartment close to work has been a lot of fun. Living on our own given as an opportunity us to learn and grow, to face live on our own and to begin thinking as a unit.
In the past six months that we’ve been here, I believe we’ve turned a bare, white-washed apartment into a home. It now has enough furniture to accommodate get-togethers and family visits, the kitchen is well- stocked with gadgets and food, cooling and heating systems are in place. This is a space where we are truly ourselves. Living here we’ve taken the time to discover each other, we’ve talked and argued, cooked and cleaned, laughed and cried. In every sense this is our home.
The apartment has balconies. If you come from Bombay you know how precious they are! We’ve turned one of them into our “garden”. The “garden” is basically a few well tended pots lined up along the length of the balcony. A little greenery in the concrete jungle.
I took to gardening with the purpose of learning something new. I thought I’d learn about plant names and nature. It turned out that I learnt a lot more. I learnt the importance of hard work, patience and hope.
After a rough start where a couple of my plants died, I now have plants that are thriving. The Delhi rains, though delayed, have been kind. This “garden” is my pride and joy. Take a look.