Curiosity grips me. What is behind this door? Why is it here?

Finding looking at the hinge I am wondering what is behind this wooden door is it like .As I was
searching for a hinge there hits a memory of my childhood home .A place that brings warmth
and comfort . A place with multiple doors to open. Every nook and corner of my home is a place
of comfort , every corner has a special memory for example if I’m opening a door of my kitchen
.I remember coming home after school and smelling the mild aroma of Indian spices that my
mother used to cook with and the tantalizing curry that she would make . The smell eventually
travelled my room My room was the only room in the house that was painted light blue and
would always have the strong smell of incense when entered. At first glance, people might think
that it was just another room in the house, but to me, this room was special. When I was
younger, I spent so much time in my room that I knew where all the secret spots were . A vision
of tantalising the photographs that were hanged on my wall of me and my siblings the stories of
multiple firsts and birthday parties come rushing through my memory . On hot summer days my
friends and I would sit outside in the terrace with our inflatable pool , sipping our slushies and
having the summer of our life waiting for mom to bring us ice cream and snacks and memory I
cherish a memory where a child’s brain was free of restrictions untouched and unbothered to
expirience life to the fullest without any worries purely that’s the best childhood memories that
have stayed with me till date the expirience of expiriencing all of my firsts and experiencing
everything with a childlike lense .