Is There Home Anywhere ?
Is There Home Anywhere ?
Sitting beside you maa after months,
Talking about things, memories and us
But still, I didn't feel like home
I was at our house, with you and papa
Everything was the same as before,
My childhood picture in the dining hall,
With d's paintings and that watch at the same place
You were cooking roti in the kitchen
And I was cutting salad, talking to you
Like the old-time, I and Papa sat on the ground to eat together
And papa still waited for me to finish
Nothing changed,
But now I don't feel like I am home
Why?
All that time I was thinking of
My house in a different city, where I have been shifted a month ago
Dreaming that there I belong, my home
Like last year when I was here and thought about my old house
But maa, that old house where I used to live
I had decorated it, according to my taste
Like I have always dreamt if I ever have a house
But still, those four walls, covered in motivational quotes about life and success depressed me
Whenever I played music to soothe my mind, those walls hit them back to me reminding me of loneliness
And I didn't feel like I am home anywhere
I think this is the tenth or eleventh time
When I changed my house
Decorating each house different than the last
Changing quotes, reading motivational books, meeting new people,
And every now and then meeting you
But I feel home nowhere
Why?