When you used to come home from office, all alone, daily, open the door lock, make your own food, all alone, it still seemed to be okay because you were in your own little, safe HOME..This is the moment where you discover that you have taken a very long time to understand the very famous phrases: "Home.. Sweet Home" and "There's no Place like Home" But now you do. And it hurts. And you wish you hadn't..Its difficult to let go of something or someone you've started to love..and it goes for everything.. Your old pen, books from your childhood, gifts from old friends, old friends themselves, a neighbor's dog that died just when you started to love dogs, an old pair of jeans, a newly wed sister that has been with you in each and everything you did till now, even fights with her, someone you loved, love itself.. almost everything, including your home..where you stayed for just a year or two, which you were waiting to leave as soon as you find a new big house, or you go back to your old lovely home..but when it comes to finally and actually leaving it......
It comes to you as a surprise..because you never thought of missing this house..you thought you'd miss the city, the people, the things...but finally you come to know that all you miss is the house..your home..every part of which was so nicely, patiently and sweetly decorated with your own hands, everything in here has been made by you! you were the owner of this house! it was YOURS..Ah! here comes the thing... It was Yours!!! This little word is the root of all evil....you make it yours and there you go..you start making it yours..you start getting attached to it..unknowingly, start loving it..that too, unknowingly..its yours and nobody can take it away from you..this is where starts all the struggle we're talking about.. so when you leave your house its as if your leaving a part of you..and you are broken now.. Sad!
That's how life is..it has to go on even when you have to leave something or someone thats yours...your own..oh how i wish i could delete the word from my life..my own.. life would have been so easy..if you could easily lock the door, hand over the keys to the actual owner of the house and just move on happily with whatever you have chosen next..but that's not how life works..you have to be sad at times to let the change come into your life..this home taught you everything..living happy all alone..doing everything on your own..everything is yours! Think of it..of your own home..and it will bring a smile on your face for the rest of your life whenever you feel low.. I Love My Home!
Nicely crafted article, i would say!!.. what pinches 1's heart is this part of article..'it is the same feeling which comes when a person close to you dies.. and they die slowly.. gradually..gradually their fragrance vanishes from everywhere..from their clothes, then from their things, then from their pillow covers and.finally from their rooms..but it never goes away from your heart.. '.
ReplyDeletewhat touches next is this part, ' "Your old pen, books from your childhood, gifts from old friends, old friends themselves, a neighbor's dog that died just when you started to love dogs, an old pair of jeans, a newly wed sister that has been with you in each and everything you did till now, even fights with her, someone you loved, love itself'.. These reminiscensces are a part of everybody's life..
honestly speaking, i like articles those reflect common man's life.. I see that simplicity in your write-up's..and thats the reason i have bookmarked this simple but 'virtue teaching' blog.. :) .. Keep writing.. !!
Nicely crafted article, i would say!!.. what pinches 1's heart is this part of article..'it is the same feeling which comes when a person close to you dies.. and they die slowly.. gradually..gradually their fragrance vanishes from everywhere..from their clothes, then from their things, then from their pillow covers and.finally from their rooms..but it never goes away from your heart.. '.
ReplyDeletewhat touches next is this part, ' "Your old pen, books from your childhood, gifts from old friends, old friends themselves, a neighbor's dog that died just when you started to love dogs, an old pair of jeans, a newly wed sister that has been with you in each and everything you did till now, even fights with her, someone you loved, love itself'.. These reminiscensces are a part of everybody's life..
honestly speaking, i like articles those reflect common man's life.. I see that simplicity in your write-up's..and thats the reason i have bookmarked this simple but 'virtue teaching' blog.. :) .. Keep writing.. !!
Thanks a lot for the appreciation :) Its really wonderful to have someone read actually and carefully whatever you write..will try to keep up and be better through the inspiration and write more often:)
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