I'm home...
Family, roads, walls, corners, memories of a time centuries ago...
My bed once upon a time, my book shelf, my couch, my 'couch potato' blanket ...once upon a time. These walls, this house, home for 8 yrs. =) and now, I'm back...
I wonder what constitutes a home.. Where do I belong. Where do I come from.
Is being born there enough to constitute it as home..?
Is it where I currently stay ? Does it stop when I leave..?
I have a hundred places I could call home for they held and still do hold that meaning to me. Funny. I left a place with a thousand memories that I call home but the place I enter is home as well, I mean, I DID spend 17 yrs here in this land.
Would 'it' constitute any place where I have my mates, my love, my heart, my mind.. or does 'it' have to be the place which holds my body. I guess not, but I couldn't discount either, after all this is my place too.
I miss them all. I miss the colors. I miss the noise and I could go on forever, but like one of them mentioned, you could just miss a lazy afternoon sitting in the balcony staring into oblivion and he was, nay is right. I miss it all but I shall not 'sigh' and not just because of a very strong sibling law that has been passed of which I have already used my one digression. I shall smile instead.
=)
I am here, in this home hoping to create the path for a new home somewhere else with someone else, someone special. After all that is the ultimate dream of everyone now isn't it..? Ha! I could also include the jet settting lifestyle and the wine sipping festivals or the cohort of luxury cars not to mention the glitz and the glamour but it does come down to that now, don't it. A home.
I had this thought as I sat in the airport and I pushed it to the darkest recess of my mind and it stayed there till quite recently when I called a loved one and then received a call by a set of loved ones.
Ah! There is no point to this, I suppose a lot of muddled thoughts and I had to get this one out. Sue, This is also a musing of the muddled kind. See, how muddled it is. :)
hmmmm.... bleh..!
2 comments:
I miss the chaos of home, the noise and just the feeling of belonging. The post touches a chord somewhere especially if one is desperately homesick :)
I can't wait to land in the airport and walk back home.
Enjoy your time. There is nothing quite like home.
Ha Ha.. Yes, I will try.
When you're here, you cringe to leave and when you leave, you cringe to return.
It's going to be home for a while now, till I pack my bags and set forth on a journey.
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