The keys to my apt. MY APARTMENT. My Home! My own... All mine. Well... half of it. The other half is owned by Eva :-) The only thing left is to pay the government the damn taxes and register it in our names.
Its time to furnish it and wait for the dust to settle. Then its time to find an auspicious time to ward of evil by inviting a cow and calf into the house, perform the appropriate poojas to placate the gods, invoke their blessings, treat relatives and close friends to a sumptious lunch, boil the milk, give to charity and only then move it.
Time to call the interior designer, astrologer, priest, caterer. No party planner for this one.
Myopic view of home
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