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My room has five walls (and yes, I am not counting the ceiling). Wall one! It is the one with door which opens only from the inside. So you gotta knock first to get in. Advance apologies; You might not be entertained. Wall two! A window, the oldschool metaphor for freedom with its thin iron grills and a broken pane now serves ventilation purpose. Wall three! Useless it may seem, but this one is the most equipped. With its big pale switch board crucified on it; This walls commands the life here. Wall four! The proof of my existence, this wall holds the old photographs with the pride of an artist. I hate looking at this wall; “Staring directly at sun may cause damage to the retina.” Wall five! This one is my favourite. I could doodle over it again and again and then hide behind the screen of my laptop. Facebook! It’s funny to think about sometimes.
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 4:43 AM UTC
sumitbhaintwal
Five walls!
My room has five walls (and yes, I am not counting the ceiling). Wall one! It is the one with door which opens only from the inside. So you gotta knock first to get in. Advance apologies; You might not be entertained. Wall two! A window, the oldschool metaphor for freedom with its thin iron grills and a broken pane now serves ventilation purpose. Wall three! Useless it may seem, but this one is the most equipped. With its big pale switch board crucified on it; This walls commands the life here. Wall four! The proof of my existence, this wall holds the old photographs with the pride of an artist. I hate looking at this wall; “Staring directly at sun may cause damage to the retina.” Wall five! This one is my favourite. I could doodle over it again and again and then hide behind the screen of my laptop. Facebook! It’s funny to think about sometimes.
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