Friday, December 7, 2012

When i start loosing grip....


The only thought of going back home makes me bubble with joy.
There are millions of memories attached to every thing at my home.
Home is a place where you find yourself.
You have you favorite spot, a favorite coffee mug, a favorite room,
a favorite book you stick to like a bug, and the awesome secure feeling of being what you have been from years.

My home is a small little place where I find peace.
Where i don't need to struggle to sleep,
Where i get worlds yummiest food,
Where i can make unending phone calls,
where i can scream at the top of my voice,
where i can see TV like i am the owner,
Where i can wear any crazy outfit,
Where, it's ok if i don't comb,
Where, I can be myself.



Its been 4 Years I have been away from my home.
I visit , When i feel i am not "OKAY".
When i feel i really need a change, and when i feel i need to reset my settings.

As i said, My home is a place where i get peace of mind, and which teaches me "How to be myself"...


I am lucky to have you my "Home Sweet Home".....








2 comments:

  1. This one was awsum Swati.. it made me feel like, its time to go back home and enjoy that life again which I used to live earlier..
    Keep it up ur good work.. :)

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