What makes a doorway interesting? The size, the shape, the architecture, the design, the materials that make it?  Probably all! no idea.

I have always felt doorways are a distinct feature of a home or a room. Inside-out, outside – in: it gives us a perspective of what we are getting into or getting out of. It can be viewed at different angles, we can lean on it, look out of it, look through it – from a distance, close by, from a sitting position, lying position. The doorway remains the same – the view it shows us or what we see through it tends to differ.

Doorways has its own personalities, just as a house. The good old houses have doorways that are split into two parts – the upper part and the bottom one. The bottom one is kept latched from the inside and upper door is left open. Such doorways are found in villages of India. That was a unique design, wherein we could sit on a rocky chair on a warm sultry afternoon and look at a few bussing vehicles and sauntering cows and goats.

I was lucky to find one such doorway – doorway of my hotel room which opened to the lake – a magical doorway is how I like to remember. A doorway that told me that beyond my limitations (rather, What I think are my limitations) there exists unchartered territory to be explored. The doorway not to just lounge around it but to cross, to cross and see, explore and decide – decide to take a voyage – irrespective of you succeeding or winning.