Four Walls

Four walls, one door, no windows. I can only see concrete covered with white paint paint that seemed to be chipping from every corner even falling from the roof like flakes of snow. The floor is marble, wait tile or maybe granite I'm not sure all I know that it was rough and always cold. The floor was brown in color embedded in it were small pieces of rock placed in a mosaic like design.

The room was lit by one tube light.There was a cream colored metal dresser to the left of the room, a black metal table just ahead of me against the front wall and a  bed made of  wooden legs and intertwined rope as the base, a charpai, to my right. Also to my right was  a dimly lit bathroom something you see in a horror movie. As I entered the bathroom I held my breath to the putrid smell emitting from it. There was no toilet just a squatter with a sink to the side of it.
This is the room I have to live in for five years I said to myself. I turned around walked out of the bathroom and as I was leaving the room I was told that I can come upstairs anytime I liked because upstairs was a complete house my room was apart of the basement.


October 2006