ERIC'S ROOM

 ERIC’S ROOM

Songs sing in her head, the world brightens up, her heart pounds and her mouth goes dry whenever Mary is privy to catch a glimpse of her crush Eric’s room. Everything about Eric reeks of artistry and grace. Mary could not help but gush at the sign of tell-tale signs of Eric’s creativity and genius in every nook and corner of his room. Books of Art, literature, poems, and poetry and the mesmerizing sound of music and movies emanated from Eric’s abode. Though some stuff was strewn around the room, Eric knew where every item was placed in his room and how it was arranged. The variety of tasteful attires in his wardrobe was a clear indication of his connoisseur style. The table where Eric sat every day and wrote and practiced his songs was made of rich mahogany wood. His favorite chair was in the royal green color. Though the room was small it was heavenly and all anybody could ever ask for. It radiated a godly brilliance and royal taste. This is the nest where Eric dreams his big dreams and achieves his wondrous deeds. As Mary marvelled at the sight of it she longed to be a part of it. Her heart ached as she desired to be of some service to Eric. She dreamt of the day when she would be able to add some of her feminine touches to it. She already has some ideas for enhancing it and turning it into a small palace. Nothing would give her more joy than to be a part of Eric’s life. To be able to serve her crush would be a dream of a lifetime.

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