Home

"Make yourselves at home, this is your home. "

What is your idea of home? Is it a certain place? Is it a certain locality? Is it a person?
How many homes do you have? How many homes can a person have?

When the concept of home comes to mind... I think of stability. A fixed place I can come back to, to relax, be at peace, sleep and prepare for the next day.
Yet this concept of home changes so much from person to person and also from time to time.

A home brings a general sense of security. But it isn't always a place.
It could be a person, who always makes you feel safe... No matter where you are with them.

We tend to be crazier at home.... Our home. No need to behave too civilized... Be completely honest in your comfort zone.... Home is where the crazies are.

My understanding of home was written in paper and then, that paper went into a washing machine. The machine was switched on, and the cold water and soap swirled it... Spinning on circles again and again. What I'm left with after that, is a mushy wet pile of paper. So I pressed it and wrote on it again... Home... What is home? Who is home? Am I at home?

The scary and awesome part about all this is that.... We get adjusted to new environments very quickly. Afterall, all it takes is a little familiarity, right?
Home could be anywhere. Anywhere around the world. It could be next door.... It could be where you are right now.
It can be found in every person's heart... It just takes the right kind of person to succeed in the search.
It's in every great & mighty building and in every small slum or hut.
So do look out for home... It may surprise you where you'll find it. But you will find it. Give it some time to reveal itself to you... Let your home be revealed to you. And at the end of each day, may you find yourselves at home...no matter were you've been through all day long. Be at home for a while... Even if it's just a feeling, you realise.