Dear All
Nothing more to add......!!
Love // Suren
I had been to my parents home for this week end after quite some time (without accompaniment of my family).
Y'day whole of evening went on meeting sisters' families but by no stretch of imagination I can call it an exerting day. Either due to the refreshment of prior day or due to my subconscious mind feeling at home, today morning I was wide awake at 3 AM.
Even when I tried, I could not have a wink of sleep so I thought I will better get up and do some thing productive. With full intensity and focus, I completed an official task and by 5 am I stretched myself in the bare floor absolutely thoughtless.
I lay wondering whether this state of mind is what people struggle to explain as "feeling at home"; It is one such phrase which cannot be expressed to others thru' words but can be very easily communicated - believe me !
For those who are destined to live in the same home since their birth - moving to outside word in the later part of their life, this feeling can be easily understood when they reach back home for a vacation. But in my case, this home is some thing we started living well past my teen age but I wonder if I got the same feeling as though I was here for ever.
As I keep exploring, I got more instances to mean what "feeling at home" represents ! When I wait for my dishes at Hotel Saravana Bhavan watching the environment without any sense of urgency or when I read the "In Box" section of Ananda Vikatan........
If things I write appear too trivial for you, you can better check with the US residents on how they feel when they touch Frankfurt or London for their break in the journey.
Its all the same - at different levels !
However tall we climb in the ladder of life, how much ever we spread out our branches, still it is always a great feeling to smell our roots. "This is what I am AND this is how I smell" needs no one's recognition, sympathy or appreciation.....and more importantly cannot be explained any further.
What's the purpose of this post ? Huh.....
We call people with vices in their heart as "ruthless" right ?
I am wondering if those people who don't attach themselves to their roots should be labelled so.....
Nothing more to add......!!
Love // Suren
I know that feeling.. :)
ReplyDeleteU know, despite being born n brought up in delhi, i love chennai.. for it is HOME.
After my 9th std i didnt travel by TN exp, hence didnt see chennai central for a loooooong time till i went to ooty in 2nd yr of engg. Seriously, namba maatae, i had instant tears and goose bumps on seeing chennai central.
Every yr vacation ku varumbodu, from station to home.. the moment we touch camp road i'd have that happyyyy feeling which cannot be described. :)
Now sitting here, when i see pics of tambaram west, bus stop, or tbm railway station, i have d same goose bumps n tears..
I know what that "feeling at home" or the attachment to roots means :) :)
I can never be uprooted from chennai or change myself to suit any other place in the whole world :)