Sunday, September 2, 2012

I Miss Home - Place Called Home



'I miss many places. Home is the place I miss the most.'

I was doing Facebook this lazy Sunday morning and my attention was caught by a quote shared by one of my favorite page. The Quote said:

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I asked myself the same question."

I instantly thought of home. Home.. Just the thought of home made me feel safe, warm and cozy like a baby-bird under wings of his mother. It was 2002 and I was 13 when I left home. For my studies and since then I could never be home for a enough. And when I became homeless, I realized what actually a home is. We are like kites flying in the sky attached to home with a thread. No matter what we do and wherever we go, this thread always keeps you connected.

"Home is where one starts from." Said T.S. Eliot. I often see in Hollywood movies when a soldier is tired of fighting long wars (I particularly am fond of movies based on WW-II), they have only one wish,"When the war will be over, I want to be home." Homesick, by Sela Ward is the autobiography of a Southern American girl who moves to NY to fulfill her ambitions and becomes a well known actress but she remains strongly attached to Mississippi where her home is. While writing this post I feel like reading the book again.

It is our childhood that strengthens our bounds with home. Those mischievous activities, that childhood within those four walls, that love of grandparents, that small yard which became our playground... those all precious memories keep calling. This fast moving life and sky touching ambitions! If I did not die in an accident, I will die in my nest. The nest where I was born.

2 comments:

  1. I always used to thought that solely a girl can understand the value of her own home. As she leaves her own home and build a new home somewhere else after getting married. But by reading this one writing by a boy, realized me that whether it's boy or a girl, whoever leaves his/her home, it meets them to a nerve wrecking moment.
    You write really adorable. :)

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    1. Glad to see your comments, though it took me a little longer to see it :) Thank you

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