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An Old and Lonesome Village House.......




It’s yet another bright and sunny evening, and out stands a house in what appears to be quite a darken state, reminiscing on how beautiful a dwelling it could create for it’s potential and deserving buyer. With a broad and wide expanse roofing, filled with the intricate Goan tiles of the Portuguese era, it stands still, filled with lot of sorrow and grief of not having been a worthy dwelling of a previous resident.

Having gone through lot of troubles and sorrows over decades of being abandoned and left to wither off with the weeds and the wild plants, for once did it get the relief that it was going to have a new look for itself to fit in with the beauty and glamour of it’s other neighbors in the vicinity when it’s owners were indeed getting news of a potential buyer to resell the house to. Unfortunately, those hopes were dashed at as the seller had given up on the offer of buying the house and so it was left to once again embrace the state of loneliness and cope up with what life had to offer it.

After a span of not quite long , there is yet another buyer who has expressed his interest  in buying it which has once again brought in a feel of happiness in it to take away the loneliness that it was previously encountering. So it is filled with great hopes and joy of welcoming it’s new buyer who according to it would really transform it and give it real elegance so that it can fit in well with it’s neighbours who due to it’s current state cannot join in their company of beautiful looks.

But as of now, it still stands, on low lying ground, burnt with attempts to make for a beautiful haven for a previous buyer which it has to face in it’s day to day life, but nevertheless, it still keeps itself happy with the hope on welcoming it’s future resident!!!!

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