In anticipation of the New Year, Yugh's parents decided to give their home a complete makeover, a symbolic fresh start. Their younger son, Yusuf, was too busy with his publishing house to help, but Yugh, now retired and adrift, had time in abundance.🔄
He threw himself into the physical labor. He assisted his father in clearing and cleaning the garden, helped repair old appliances, and aided his mother in her decorative rearrangements. When the time came to repaint the entire house, he was there, brush in hand.
The most significant changes were in his own bedroom. The Forest Green walls, a color chosen by Zahra to her exact preference, were meticulously covered over with coats of soft Off-White and Ivory; his choice. The adjoining balcony, once painted in a moody gray she had favored, was now transformed into a soothing, airy Sage Green. This was more than redecorating; it was an exorcism. He was systematically erasing her visual imprint, creating a space that reflected his own taste for lighter, calmer tones for the first time in years. He had always deferred to her bolder, darker preferences out of love and respect. That reason, like so much else, no longer existed . âś”
By the time they finished, the entire Singh residence stood ready, not just cleaned, but renewed.
It had shed the old skin of a shared past and now wore the fresh, hopeful colors of a future yet to be written. ✨