Like a migratory bird, I flew a decade back, for grains.. and got nested
here..
Now ‘home’ is a myth, a mirage or an imagination. I had made this my
home, still I always feel I have to go HOME.. And when I reach home, for
vacations, I miss my space and stuff, my convenience and all that.. so again I am
left incomplete..
I hang in the air, not knowing where I belong to, or rather not knowing
why I don’t belong to, at all.. Should I necessarily belong to someone or
somewhere? I own myself, and I had disowned any land to call my home in its
entirety.
I apprehend , how would it be in future,
If I don’t dust and clean the corners beneath the sofa, or the tiles on
the kitchen walls well, how would it turn out to be after a few more years. That
makes me alarmed at the responsibilities ahead of me, the sad facts I may have
to face, the bad health I may encounter due to my unhealthy living habits now..
The escapist in me withdraws to that well used shell once again wanting to hibernate to an ignorant bliss.. But .. But.. But… I
SHALL!
aha after quite sometime, nice to see u blog. the fun in going back and forth shall remain...enjoy both--cheers
ReplyDeleteNice to see you again...huggsss...മടി പിടിച്ചു കൂനികൂടിയിരിക്കാന് നല്ല സുഖം ആണല്ലേ..ഞാനും ചിലപ്പോള് അങ്ങനെ ഇരിക്കാന് വിചാരിക്കും..പക്ഷെ നടക്കുല്ല..ഉത്തരവാദിത്വബോധം ഓടി വരും ..:))
ReplyDeleteI am fighting my lazy daemons too. Shame utter shame. Easier said than done, we do allow some laze to our otherwise busy schedules hence the uncalled for guilt.
ReplyDeleteGood to have you back:-) I realized some-where along my journey that I need to enjoy these chores or else I would end up going crazy, the way I detested the routine. Its not that bad anymore.
ReplyDeleteThis is my first time here :) I liked what you wrote :) :)
ReplyDeletewell... i think one always have this nostalgic feelings about the past and one always wonder the ifs and buts of life...what-if... but i think you will be fine after a few years even without what you do :) have a nice week
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