The ever expanding human being

We (me and my karmic healing roommate) moved to a new locality a couple of months back and its about time I wrote a little piece on the "experiences of a hostel lifer when kept in Big Space". It is actually quite strange, people who know me (friends, family, the security guards of college and the bakery shop owner from the locality) would know that I am quite used to staying in a hostel room. Where everything you owned (including yourself) could fit into half a room, which already had a bed, table and a chair. So when we moved into a serviced room on coming to Bangalore, and saw the 'extra' lamp tables by the bed side, we went, woah.. lamp tables cool..

Human beings are gaseous, we have this tendency to expand to fill the space available. With time we filled the tables with unnecessary objects like books, candles and photo frames, so filled them and over filled them that they no longer seemed like 'extra', it felt like 'how were we ever living without it'.

When we moved into this flat recently, each of us had a room for ourself. We said to each other 'woah one whole room.. cool..' It seemed like we both had a town for ourselves, so much so that I would wake up every morning, walk between the rooms a couple of times and feel exercised. Alas, with time we expanded further, we bought unnecessary stuff like more books, more candles, laundry bags and small table on which to keep our laptops, extra bed sheets, a bicycle and I even went home once (which resulted into tripling the double of my wardrobe).

Now its back to the same lame life

A: get your socks off my bed
U: Oh i forgot its your bed
A: oh yeah, how did you forget its my room?
U: what so now I have to see whose room I get into?
A: ?
U: what?
A: shit man..
U: yah fk it, its the place, its so small, we need to get a bigger place man !
A: totally, lets find a bigger place