Home. What is your definition? What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you think of it? How the same word can have different meaning for each one? Its definitely not the same when you and I think of our home...
Home to me, is the place where love dwells...the place where loved ones gather...the place where you feel love, where you are being loved and it is where you find love. Home is the first place you want go back to nurse yourself, to cherish those tender affections and the last place to shelter you, when everything else goes wrong. Home is where you feel the most safe and secure, knowing that in this kingdom of yours, your loved ones will never give up on you. Home is about acceptance and forgiveness. Home is where you find your feet, the courage to stand up every time you fall, to recharge before returning to the world with renewed vigor. Home will always be the 'last man standing', impartial to all criticisms, judgements and decisions you make
For me home is an emotional connection, rather than a physical structure. No amount of fancy gadgets, furnishings and thick blankets in this flat can replace the warmth of my loving home.
No matter wherever life takes you,however detached you are,at the end of the day you always return to your home.
Lying flat on my bed with my lappy , writing this at 1:30 am IST , I am terribly missing my home !
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