My paradise is...a home. My home. Well, not my curent home. An imaginery home.
A simple and elegant structure, white. With a sturdy wooden door. Brass knobs. Inside, there will be a cozy hall. Fluffy plump sofas...and a rocking chair. Lots of tall windows with sunlight pouring in, illuminating a beautiful chandelier high on the ceiling. Soft silky cream coloured carpets. There will be a tall vase of flowers at a corner. Pink roses and baby's breath. The curtains will be soft light purple. Behind them, a layer of sparklers. Lace in white on the top. Oh...and a fireplace. =)
There'll be a staircase, curved, tiled in shiny black marble. Upstairs, there will be 4 rooms. Mine would have different lavender hues on the walls (lighter than the one in my room at JB). On one side would be floor to ceiling glass windows. With deep rich velvety maroon curtains. On another wall, a king size bed with curtains all around it...and on the ceiling just above the bed, there'll be glow in the dark stars all over.
Another two rooms...for my kids maybe (if I ever have any). The last would be a guest room. Back downstairs, there'll be a second hall. Right in the middle, there's a black..no, white...sparkling white grand piano. And to one corner...an antique wooden cupboard with instruments...all shiny and new.
Further back is the kitchen...ah...heaven #2. There'll be an 'islet' in the middle with the stoves. 6 of them. And an oven below. A wide array of pots and pans hanging on one wall, and the baking accesories next to them. The dining table would be nearby. A sturdy wooden table with simple but elegantly carved chairs. Enough to sit 5 people.
A door at the kitchen opens out to a wooden deck. A green meadow behind my house. Up ahead are mountains. In the garden, I see flowers flowers and more flowers. A pond and a waterfall maybe...with fish in it.
Hm...something's missing...a dog. Lassie kind. Huge, warm and comforting.
Something else is missing. My imaginery family. A husband who loves me lots and kids for me to love. Yeaps...without them, the house means nothing. It isn't a home. It won't be paradise.With them, it doesn't matter if I'm living in a wooden hut. It will still be paradise.
Well...so much for daydreaming =) Back to reality.
Posted at 10:30 pm by
wei_ling