Updated On: 07 January, 2024 06:57 AM IST | Mumbai | Paromita Vohra
In a proper middle-class life, a sofa set is both destiny and destination and matching is a requirement. I did not want to fall into its clutches. Then, I fell in love.

Illustration/Uday Mohite
There are two kinds of people. Those who fix things right away. Others who take their time. You call it procrastination. I call it commitment.
When I began living on my own, like all my friends, my furniture was a mattress on the floor, parents ke extra bartans and cardboard boxes covered with dupattas. The years advanced. So did my friends. They acquired sofa sets, cars, big fridges and washing machines. I advanced in a different direction, taking hand-me-down furniture and my mix-and-match décor to new heights. Starting out unpredictable, it came together eventually, kind of like my life. I was pretty happy. Others, not always.