A Place That Turned From A Dingy Dump To A Charming Penthouse In No Time
One of the perks of living away from your family is that you get to have your place, however tiny, facility-less, but your own. Living in Hyderabad gave me that opportunity.
After months of searching, I found the perfect place for me – A rundown, dingy and tiny 2BHK apartment in a two decade old society in the Banjara Hills area. Noone else would’ve probably taken up that house given its state and the society which looked like it could fold in anytime. I saw a place with potential. It had a terrace overlooking pretty much half the city and a spiral suitcase leading up to the room that’d be mine. Nothing else mattered.
As someone who has always been into art, decor, and DIY, it was the perfect opportunity for me to play on a larger canvas. So, from painting the room myself with the help of a couple of friends, to covering every part of it in some sort of art – most DIY over the next few months, I did everything I could to turn it into a house of my dreams. When my flatmate, equally creative joined in later, it was 2 forces combined. And the makeover result was something like this.
Everyone who came to the house loved it, prospective flatmates wanted to take it up in a heartbeat, and I, held it close to my heart like a living, breathing person with a personality of its own.
If I actually liked leaving office early and all the perks of Google, it was because of the house. If I’d rather have people over for a drink/chai and some maggi instead of going out clubbing or to a fancy restaurant, it was because nothing else beat being on my terrace. And if today, 3 years after I’ve left the house, I still dream of moving back to Hyderabad, it’s because of the memories of the house.
Here’s a few glimpses from my little paradise that was, my lovely 421.
The terrace where I’ve spent countless evenings like this.
One of the many weekends spent like this.
When it was all calm.