Why do we sometimes sabotage our own happiness, even when we finally get what we wanted?

You fought the storm, crossed the sea, climbed the hill… and finally opened the door to your dream house.
But once inside — you feel like a guest.
You peek through the curtains and wonder,
‘Why doesn’t this feel like mine?

Let's start from the very beginning...

A Dream... A Milestone... That’s How It Started.

Wanting to own a house...
Wanting to have a place we could proudly call “my home”...

It felt insane to even think about buying a house in a metro city—with barely any backup and completely unstable financials.

But we still went ahead.
We wanted our son’s first step to happen inside his very own house...

And that feeling—“it feels so wonderful to even dream of it”—led us somewhere most people wouldn’t dare walk, even with full senses.
But we?
We were happily blindfolded by our own aspirations—ready for that rope walk stretched across the 10th floor.

ये एकदम वैसी ही बात थी कि,

सपने तो सपने होते हैं...
दिल के करीब, अपनों से भी ज़्यादा अपने होते हैं
पर वो कभी कभी होते ख़याली पुलाव हैं
आता न पता हक़ीक़त का पर मानो जैसे बड़े सारे सुझाव हैं
सपने को तो अपने होने पे नाज़,
मुमकिन न मुमकिन में फँसना उसका नहीं अंदाज़...
वो तो है अपने मन जैसा
(कहते हैं न कि मन, नाक से पाँच इंच की दूरी पर चलता है
डॉक्टरों ने चीर-फाड़ के देख लिया शरीर में तो उसका अस्तित्व कहीं नहीं मिलता है)

सपना कोई हठ नहीं कि अड़ जाए
वो रट नहीं कि लगा रहे
वो अड़ता नहीं राह में, वो रहता सदा आपकी छाँव में
दूरी बनाकर साथ चले, तुम भूल न जाओ इस चाह में,
वो सहज संभव होता नहीं
वो औक़ात की पकड़ में आता नहीं
वो चयन नहीं चुनौती सा
वो उत्कर्ष नहीं संघर्ष सा
वो होता है सपना…
सब का अलग, अपना अपना…

And so… “first step in baby’s own place” — that was our dream.

Most people march towards their goals, one step at a time, one milestone at a time...
But us?
We didn’t wait for the dream to walk in.
We didn't stop to wonder “Will it work?”
We didn’t wait for the dream to knock.
We kicked the damn door open and dragged it home ourselves.

It was like jumping into the ocean with just 4 swimming lessons and no life jacket.

Told you — it was insane.

But we did it anyway.
That was our own little version of “Aaj kuch toofani karte hain…”

There we were —
Sitting in a flat that felt nearly impossible to own,
Buried under a mountain of loans,
With a monthly budget that made no mathematical sense.

It was absolutely a moment of pride — but also pure panic.
Because a part of us knew, "This dream is going to cost us far more than we’d taken into account."

And so yes—
Sometimes you finally step into the room you’ve chased for years…
But it still doesn’t feel like you belong there.

I am not gonna stop right here cause full picture abhi baki hai mere dost...

As time goes by, when you continue to keep the spirit high — 
dimag aur haath both working overtime...

Then little by little...
Sacrifice by sacrifice...
Effort, followed by a lot more effort…

One day, you’ll wake up and whisper to yourself —
“I made me belong here.”

So don’t give up on your dreams once the chase is over.
The real courage isn’t just in reaching the goal —
It’s in sustaining what you’ve earned.

It’s not that the place didn’t fit you at first —
Maybe you hadn’t yet grown into the version of yourself who could carry it.
But you keep growing anyway.

With scraped knees, stubborn faith, and tight budgets —
Belonging will come.

And when it does, remember —
You didn’t just land here.
You built it —
brick by brick, sacrifice by sacrifice.