clutter

written september 30, 2014

i really don’t like clutter. indeed, since young i’d begun to throw things away because i felt that the entire room was too packed with objects, things.

but we have to be careful - there are two kinds of things. there are regular objects, and then there are those sentimental objects which give us hope and radiate positivity. christmas and birthday cards, letters, postcards, should all be kept. when i was young i did not think this way. i threw out lots and lots of childhood memorabilia - something which my parents and grandparents advised against, but i did it anyway. and now i regret that.

but still i envision a day when my room is rid of all school-related things, things which take up more than sixty percent of articles in my room. sometimes it just feels annoying to have all these papers lying around especially when we live in this age of modern technology where everything is digitised and learning takes place more online than offline.

i don’t like clutter - which is why i am always surprised when i feel just the opposite, whenever i visit my grandaunt’s flat. her humble abode is filled with things big and small (such as that in the photo below), and many different fish tanks of various sizes. her study has all kinds of books which mostly belong to her kids (my aunts), who are around my age. yet her house exudes the kind of tranquility, peace and cosiness which i would never be able to replicate in my own room. i like her place. but i don’t like clutter.

i guess you could say we have a love hate relationship.