Leave Your Home
I believe it is not until we leave
the comfort of our homes, do we discover our true self. We all have notions
about ourselves. We think we have understood ourselves completely or at least
better than what our family does. One fine day, we leave the walls of our home and the
self discovery that happens takes us completely by surprise!
It was after I completed Engineering
that I first stayed away from home – in Bombay. I thought I was well equipped
to stay away from Home. I was relatively more matured than my friends. I had a
fair knowledge of the city I was going to. I thought I will just settle down
fine and easy. I couldn’t be more wrong.
I remember the first feeling of missing home
and family was when I was having my dinner at a hotel for the fourth day J.
The smallest of things began bothering me. Not having a private bathroom,
having to use the public transport, not being able to watch my favourite
programs on TV. The list went on and on.
Once we go out of home, we begin to
appreciate the little things that usually tend to go unnoticed. The familiar
faces in the home town that passes a smile or makes an enquiry when ever crosses
a path, the pet names by which the neighbours call out to us, the familiarity
of the streets...
We begin to discover and understand
the world in more ways than one. We learn how priceless the family is whom we
take for granted. We understand how much of a support system friends can
become. We realize how important it is to help out people who stay away from
their home and hearth in however small ways possible.
As much integral is the learning that
happens of the world outside, equally enriching is the growth that comes from
self realization. We begin to reassess how modern or how liberal we are in our thoughts in pressing situations.Once we leave the door of our homes, we understand what our
thresholds are – both emotional and physical. We come to know how seemingly
trivial things begin to unsettle us. For instance, a slight fever away from
home might make us weaker than a full blown flu when we are with family.
Leaving home doesn’t attain its full
meaning until one stays in a different city all by oneself. Travelling to a
city for a couple of days away from home and residing in a city are two
entirely different things. One need to go through the process of getting
adjusted to and getting accustomed to the ways and means of a new town. The
more one goes through such instances, the more one grows, the more acceptable
one becomes and more accepting one becomes.
Arun Babu
It was a spasm around my spines that made me cry for my mom's presence..all when i relocated to Bangalore �� ... However comforting the city is, home is where i am at peace - Parvathy.
ReplyDeleteSame here :)..I cant stay away from home for long..and Thanks for coming back...the blog was missing its ardent reader and valuable critic :)
DeleteI loved the post but feel sad to say that m not a home person. I have never lived at home since i started schooling. Whole world is my family and people say i get dissolved in the place i live....
ReplyDeleteAll the best...
Keep writing....
You can read me on: http://ajiteja.blogspot.in
I have friends like you..good ina way...wont miss home much...and sure ll read your blog...too tied up for sometime...once I get sometime to breathe, sure shall read urs :)
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