So ..what is home ?
Home is hours of uninterrupted leisure, innumerable rounds to your fridge, being unreasonably demanding, sulking, gloating, comfortable in the knowledge that your corner in the world is as nurturing and loving as it was , even if the world outside keeps changing..
It is the place that nurtures you, you draw strength from the loving bonds with which you then face the unrelenting world, that constantly demands your best from you. It is the place, the security of which lulls you into deep-deep sleep and you never wake up in the middle of the night wondering why in the name of he** you can’t sleep. If it is the bed, the weather, the air, the food, the traffic, the city..inspite of your bones aching with exhaustion.
So do I miss home when I’m away from it ? Yesss! But then one deals with it like one deals with several other issues of life..I’m entitled to be homesick..once in a while..ain’t I ? I miss the food that mom cooks and the lazy hours I spend- like an alligator on the couch with the TV remote..and the munchies.
Sigh…it is definitely not turning out to be a routine post from my desk..it is more me..missing all that’s mine.
Home is hours of uninterrupted leisure, innumerable rounds to your fridge, being unreasonably demanding, sulking, gloating, comfortable in the knowledge that your corner in the world is as nurturing and loving as it was , even if the world outside keeps changing..
It is the place that nurtures you, you draw strength from the loving bonds with which you then face the unrelenting world, that constantly demands your best from you. It is the place, the security of which lulls you into deep-deep sleep and you never wake up in the middle of the night wondering why in the name of he** you can’t sleep. If it is the bed, the weather, the air, the food, the traffic, the city..inspite of your bones aching with exhaustion.
So do I miss home when I’m away from it ? Yesss! But then one deals with it like one deals with several other issues of life..I’m entitled to be homesick..once in a while..ain’t I ? I miss the food that mom cooks and the lazy hours I spend- like an alligator on the couch with the TV remote..and the munchies.
Sigh…it is definitely not turning out to be a routine post from my desk..it is more me..missing all that’s mine.
Nice one. It is true I live in two cities almost equally spread out in terms of time spent but only feel at home in one of them.
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