This is what Raja dreamed of for our home. A scetch on a scrap piece of paper was his only plan. He took that dream and that plan in his head and he built it.
Well, half of it at least. We've not got around to filling in the walls for the living room yet, but the rest of it is there.
Because of what he has achieved and manifested I never tell him he can't have the things he dreams about. Two years ago his dream was just a concrete square in a jungle; now it's becoming a beautiful home surrounded by an apparently abundant garden.
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