Imagine a life, when you have to share your room with your sister or brother or even your mother. And then finally when we get a chance we take a deep breath and feel, finally we are on our own. What a feeling that is! I too felt that if I lived on my own I would feel like as if I am on top of the world. Yes! I am. Probably not on top of the world, but the last floor of my apartment building. I moved into my new flat with two roommates sometime in Nov. The winter was just starting in Hyderabad. Everything looked good. Ours is a duplex flat, and my room is the one on top. There is a spiral staircase that leads up to my spacious room. As soon as you climb up, there is a huge French window (the one that is like a door from the bottom to the top) on the right. This led to a terrace with a nice view of the City. It was all nice. But the worst part was that, my room doesnt have a door!! But I compromised and thought that with a lovely terrace and a spacious room what else could one need. My ...
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