i never loved you anyway, im so happy you are moving awayyy.

the word space can mean anything to anyone. as much as im a city person, i sometimes miss having space. i dont want metres and metres of space - just a little more. so i dont step on your toe, so i can move my bag easily and not end up jamming it in your face. some mornings i just dont feel like going to work, all because of the crowded train. i get up 15 mins before i have to leave and go shit, the damn train is going to be crowded.. ok so, thats probably not the only reason where im going "shit". but it is one reason. and ever since the bust, property prices have dropped, yep even in the nothing-can-touch-us manhattan. so like a lot of pple i know, we are all in the quest of getting a little more, just a little more, space for a little less. so im not very keen on going the whole broker with fee route again, and paying them a pot full of gold for doing a simple google search. coupled with the fact that im ultra lazy, im so not into moving. i dont think the moving is the issue though, its just the packing and unpacking. how i wish i could outsource that. so in that aspect i should not move. but, i still have this very desi gene in me that thinks "kuch reh na jaye" so i do the whole song and dance thing with brokers and for the past two days i have seen such depressing appartments, that im reminded of my first days in new york. im not a fan of brick walls, they depress me. i dont find them chic or homey, i just find them dreary. white white walls anyday, thank you very much. and seeing a coakroach in the bathtub ( no matter how big the bathroom is) will not tempt me. yes, yes the appartment has been locked so we can expect some living creature to venture in. but that puts me off, im sorry. it just does. and having a big bathroom is indeed a luxury in the city, especially since my bathroom is compared to the bathroom on flights (and no i dont mean the deluxe emirates air bus bathrooms - which could actually be bigger than my apt) haha. and then the whole animals thing, its equivalent to seeing and adoreing from far but thats about it. i dont think i can stay in an apt that has had dogs or cats even. and i dont want to stay in an appartment that has a dog next door. can't deal with the stress of looking left and then right and then making a dash for the front entrance when i need to leave my appartment. hell, i dont evne look when im crossing the road. imagine the collision with a barking dog. shudder.

anyway moving is the new weather. you can always start a conversation with someone just based on that. coz in new york you are either moving, or you always know someone who is. if you think im fussy, i plead innoncence. a colleague actually has even more elaborate criteria than me. "it shoud have a dishwasher" (my reaction to that was - waitttttttt a minute you cook? - and then he looks at me and goes "err, yea, and you dont?" (like i was the crazy one). guilty as charged. refer to word lazy. and i guess the lack of cooking gene. once in a blue moon, the whole i feel like having ghar ka khana will strike me and ill end up making some elaborate biryani (which ends up ironically being - not bad- jiyo shaan masala) and will max me out for a while or ill end up making some burnt dal which will supress that whole cooking feeling for another few months. so anyways, yes, the dishwasher. just wash your plates dude. what chochlas. hahaha, i kid. im not a self dish washing fan either. go technology.

then theres the door man building criteria, which he had. i honestly dont care, of course not having one is sooo much cheaper than a building where someone opens the door for you and helps carry your groceries or whatever luggage you have and plus its safe, since everyone who enters the building is screened. and plus the door people are actually quite nice. i remember once it was snowing like crazy and some of the ice got into my eye and so i stopped in front of a doorman building and am going shit my eye my eye. and the doorman comes out and gives me some tissue. sweet. so, yes that is definetly an advantage. but im not fussy about it, sure it beats getting creeped out everytime your heater starts making weird hissing sounds - or when you lie awake all night after your friend's apt got mugged by a guy that came through the window. so yes, it helps to live in a super security building. but, i digress this isnt about being fussy. this is about wanting the basic things.

so in that aspect all i really want in my appartment is a little more space (as stated above), sunlight (real sunlight) not the light that reflects from someone else's neighbouring window. light that shines through making you feel happy that its a great day. or rain that you can see from your window while having a cup of coffee. so what i want is windows. windows that look on to the street, not some alley or worse someone else's appartment. there is such a thing as too much information, sadly people just dont get it. and........ an elevator, once you go elevator you cant go back to a walk up. there is no way in hell, that i will lug my desi style packed to the brim luggage five flights up. untill, i find all these perfect qualities in one apartment, i will stay put with what i have.