My room was just the way I left it when I packed my stuffs while leaving with Shubham. I felt a teardrop falling on my cheeks. My bed was all made and with my favorite color bedspread, red. My closet was untouched as I had locked it, 4 years ago. It designed from one end of the wall to another starting from the room entrance till the end of the wall, along with huge lofts. There was a door at the end indicating the way towards the washroom. There was a table placed at the opposite side of the room, where window was located. There was a desktop when I was here, and now my brother has shifted it to his office and table is empty now. There is a huge dresser placed at the end of the wall, next to my table and it is cleaned thoroughly. Seeing everything brought back so many memories. I went tow
