As I mentioned, I have been travelling and relocating to a new place pretty soon. I feel great relief flowing through my eyes and spine when I return to my abode. As they say nothing feels as great as it feels at home. What is to be at home? Is it the welcome door mat, the pure aroma of spices in kitchen, the laughter in rooms, the flat screen plasma, the murmurs behind the doors, the luxurious bed, the tiny patio facing the sea, that makes you feel at peace? Its the overall effect of being with ourselves and with the surrounding, dear ones that we cherish. A home captures the memories of several "first moments" and sentiments while we take shelter and foster ourselves in it. When life seems gray and haunting we seek solace in our tiny room of home, no matter how big it is, no matter where it is located or how much it costs.Been six years i have been to the place i am at present. Still it amuses me each time, I feel I have known it. As my life demands progression, I am moving with new set of goals and objectives. Never, until now it occurred to me, how life outside this place would be. Not, that I never wished to be outside the small town, but feel heavy within to wave it goodbye. How do you say Goodbye to something you have hold on to be what you are right now? Is it so easy to loosen those strings attached with you?
Treading mysterious life,
loosening the Strings attached;
Summons other Fall.
As travel is on my mind, I recollect the wording of the song from Metallica .
