My own home

365 days ago, I bought a house for myself with my hard-earned money and no financial help, but a lot of emotional support from my partner and friends.

A first home is always special. As a woman, I wanted a safe place of my own, somewhere I could proudly say, this is mine.

Rent vs Buying

From staying in a government house because of my father’s job, to moving into a rented place in Pune, then 3 rented places in Bangalore, and 2 in the UK… I was done with shifting and uncertainty.

I wanted a place where, after a year, I wouldn’t have to wonder: "Is the rent going to increase? Will I have to move out? Can I put pictures on the wall? Can I plan my whole life around this house and this location?"

It used to break my heart every time I left an old place. I’d have to say goodbye to my favourite cafés, restaurants, walking spots, and hangouts.

A very good friend once said to me, "Buying a home is an emotional decision; it is never a financial decision."

For me, renting never made sense. And honestly, I believe people who say it does either have so much money in their bank account that they could buy a house anytime, or they have one waiting for them in inheritance.

Buyer’s Remorse

Yes, I had it and I still do sometimes. I’d say it’s just human greed. But I’m deeply thankful to have a place I can call my own, and to share it with my loved ones.

Grateful for all the blessings, the support, and for not listening to those self-acclaimed social media influencers.

I bought a house and my loved ones (my partner) and I am making it a home slowly-slowly.