With chimes of happiness & positivity, I enter a new world, a new space, a new beginning for myself, my soul and this world. How arcane is this room, full of wreckage. Let me clean it, put things in place, make the paintings stick on the wall, paint the false colors on the roof. Let me know the real sense of it, believe in what was believed by the one who stayed here. The remains of the unknown, the fragrance, smell of the prior existence here. The dull, pale colors of the room, giving a feel of how beautiful one can be when unaltered. The appreciation for rawness, the laidbackness of zeal is what appeals me here. The calmness of beautiful interior, laziness of the profound thoughts to unreveal.. there are many things to be risen, many promises to be broken, many words to be forgotten, many feelings to be under expressed. I feel a warm welcome again, with my rejuvenated self being towards documenting life and its odds. I feel fulfilled again with a beautiful way for awaiting someone's arrival. The spring is yet to come and it will, with the nuances of colors.
