A four feet square bedroom window with horizontal iron bars on them , I used to climb and hang long hours. The window connected out to our balcony overlooking a mango tree and a petit garden. Life in those government quarters where I was born breed and grew those were the most endearing days I just cannot forget my first house which had rooms just two! A double bed placed to the left of the wall though big enough for us two sisters was a battlefield of sorts. A clear partition was done on its head rest which demarcated our equal share to this throne. Next to this bed was my favourite wall from where Tom cruise perpetually stared at me with his deep grey eyes making me blush every time our eyes met A beautiful wall mirror in cast iron About 5 feet tall Was put up against the wall It was a cosy place for us beautiful growing girls. A shelf next to it adorned all our beauty needs From glitter nail paints to hair brushes To different colour bindis, bangles and rings necklaces made of rubies and pearl strings. A study table on the opposite end of my room holding books on various subjects few borrowed Mills & Boon too hiding under that academic stack. still cherish and remember a pen stand that I made from an empty coke can. Adjacent to the table Was our wardrobe in wood Shared again by us two sisters another reason for our constant taekwondo Why? My section being neat & tidy and hers, always a complete mess. Upper shelf in the cupboard had all of my favourite things birthday cards from Archies various stickers and fancy things Archie comics and a piggy bank gifted perfume named Ivana love songs cassette which were carefully recorded from the 9 pm FM show. Wall clock from Berger paints which was always kept - 10 minutes ahead lest we miss the school bus in the morning rush we dread. Those bygone days I fondly remember And often miss that home that lane , that bus stop those childhood friends a carefree stroll every evening to the ice cream van waiting at the end of my lane .. ©Preeti S Manaktala day 28 NaPoWriMo2020
Today’s prompt being optional : Describe a bedroom from your past in a series of descriptive paragraphs or a poem. It could be your childhood room, your grandmother’s room, a college dormitory or another significant space from your life.