I AM The Universe: Random Thoughts

You thought I was talking about moving domains, didn’t you you techy little scoundrel! But no, I’m actually talking about the real-world me. Yeah, there’s a real-world me, and yes, I do have a life. Anyway. So it happened. We’ve moved to a bigger place. We moved.. wait for it… seh-vun-tee-six cartons of stuff from our old place to the new. 76. Chiattar. Sitta saba’een. From a two-room apartment. Yes, we had a lot of stuff. Under the bed. Over the cupboards. Behind cabinets. In the corner under the table in neat little boxes. Lots and lots of stuff. But it’s all moved over now to a quiet little place. Okay not so little, it’s actually huge. Especially when you consider that most of the time only three people are gonna be there. It’s just a five minute walk from the corniche, so that’s a plus. Plus I’m finally gonna have a bed, rather than crashing on the couch

But truth be told, I’m gonna miss the old apartment a bit. We’ve lived here for a good fifteen years now, and it just feels like home. Sure it was getting a little cramped for us, and sure there were annoyances of age, but there’s things I’d grown used to about this place. I’ll always remember that you have to turn the key the wrong way to open the door. I’ll remember that in the summer, the hot water tap runs cool water, and the cool water tap runs hot water because of the exposed tanks. I’ll remember that there’s a light-bulb socket behind the wardrobe that can’t be used. I’ll remember that the wall behind that same cupboard is a dirty beige color compared to the creamy white in other places, because the damn thing was too freaking heavy to be moved for painting behind it. I’ll remember that apartment on our floor where Bengali bachelors lived (GOD I didn’t ever see the same guy go in twice in the same apartment). I’ll remember the day I got my O Levels result in that apartment. I’ll remember the day I shot my music video in this apartment. Yes, there was a music video. Get over it. I’ll remember 1997. I’ll remember 2009. I’ll remember that Ramadan.

But soon, I’ll begin to remember 2010. And 11. Here’s to the future.