Home
I came home after five months. All while this time, a number of things were wandering inside my head. Some worries, some expectations, a little planning for the future, a little regret for the past. All in all, I was in a state of total confusion. Nothing was making any sense to me. My status was quite like this quote of William Leal: “It’s all messy. The bed. The hair. The words. The heart. Life.” And, I knew this state of me could only be fixed after I go to my home. So, firstly, I was excited to go home, then I became anxious about it, then anguished, and finally totally desperate to be home. Slowly, actually very slowly, this time passed, and I was at my home. It was a long and a hectic journey but I was not feeling tired. I was feeling sleepy but I could not sleep. I was all so joyous and merry. And I realized, that all my worries and anxieties and regrets simply vanished. There was no trace of them in my mind. It was an ambience of pure happiness all around, and nothing at ...