Home Sweet Home – Ruined House, Jacobpura, Gurgaon
The bungalow’s story.
[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]
There it stands. Like a half-remembered dream. This hauntingly beautiful house. Its roof has caved in. Its walls are damaged. The underlying bricks emerging out of the peeling paint look like raw wounds refusing to clot.
The dilapidated bungalow stands in one corner of Gurgaon’s Jacobpura. A narrow lane keeps it away from a nearby market’s chaotic world. Not a soul is seen here this sweltering afternoon.
The empty bungalow is not really empty. It is home to a small, secretive jungle. Dense vines cover the roof, or what remains of it. The way through the entrance is blocked with tall wild grass. Knee-deep bushes grow inside.
Into which vanished world did these blue doors open? What kind of life did the ruined house see? What stories do its derelict walls contain?
A nearby resident living in a single-room accommodation shrugs his shoulders, confessing, “We have no idea about this house. It has been like this for years.” The bungalow’s present state could be the consequence of a property dispute, he conjectures.
Even so, you ought to gaze upon the decaying building as long as it is here. It looms in the shining spanking-new Millennium City like a melancholic but exquisite poem, evoking an unknown past. While the abandoned home doesn’t betray any of its secrets to the world, it does give the curious outsider a reflective understanding of the impermanence of time and its graceful casualties. View it during the twilight hour.