The bricks looked almost gray in color, their red lost in rain, sun and time. The windows cried and shrieked when my hands touched them, letting it be known that they were not alone anymore. Despite that, they let me feel the cool of the breeze and the light of the sun. The paint had peeled off the walls yet one could see the hints of the white and brown which was once there, it was like spotting your parents while dancing on stage; so easy to find if you know where to look. The place had great potential regardless of its current conditions. It just needed a little bit of love and care again, after all who doesn't? "I think this is it" I declare whilst stepping out of the house, preparing myself for the numerous opinions which are going to be thrown my way at the speed of light. My best friend, who also happens to be my accountant, went first, "No! Aish, you are digging your grave with this one"

“But Faiz I-”

“This is not up for discussion Aishaa Jaiswal. I won’t let you do this”

I stop protesting the second Faiz uses my full name, because I know it’s a loosing battle. So, I hear him out, knowing very well that his reasoning will have substance and logic, unlike mine which is hinged on ‘what it might be’.

Listening to his viewpoint has been by far my worst decision, that is while disregarding my commitment towards this house, as pointed out by Faiz ‘I am the best’ Ahmed, a mere seconds ago. Now I am stuck between my head and my heart, and this is the one
love triangle which I oh so dearly hate.

Investing in this place will cost me double the amount that it will take me to buy a decent apartment in the heart of the city. Also, I will have to spend a heavy sum to get it refurbished and back in living condition. Moreover, it’s not in any prime location and is far from the city. All in all, it’s financial suicide. We human beings are nothing more but the sum of our choices, and I want to be the kind that lives life without regrets. The one who goes to sleep each night not dreading but rather awaiting the next morning.

So, I sign the papers and buy the house which has the faint reminiscence of my childhood and the echoes of a bustling future.

There are two sides to each coin, just as there were to this one. But, at the end of the day it’s your money to spend, and no matter which side is facing upwards, it’s only worth it if you are happy. So cash it in before time runs out, or there will be a lifetime of sorrows and a pile of coins with no value.