A post that articulates what many feel but can't say!
A friend's mother keeps his room as a shrine which makes him wonder if he is dead and gone. :-) But as reality in India stands - for my generation - many friends' parents moved from the houses, where the friends had spent their childhoods. In such a case, one just has to relive childhood in one's mind. What they call 'home' for fear of offending parents is really their parents' house. This rapidly leads to the brutal acceptance of that 'home is where the mortgage is'. :-)
A Cynic in Wonderland
· 10 months ago
Its homesick for a lifestage i think.. and one always feels a sense of wistfulness and heaviness for things that were and no longer are. as if a door has been shut on something and it can never be recaptured.
Maan
· 10 months ago
smiled in understanding all through the post! It reminds me of my home where I grew up and sometimes when I walk past it, I turn to see if the new occupant is at 'my' study table next to the window ...
On Shefalys comment: A comment that articulates what many feel but can’t say!
Shefaly
· 10 months ago
Maan:
That is a nice comment on my comment. I think. :-) Thanks.
kavi
· 10 months ago
Super !
Home these days is a mental construct. A mental construct with nostalgia, hopes and wishes ! Throw in some hope and some despair...it beats the real life architect, plumber and mason hands down !
austere
· 10 months ago
Lovely. You still have sepia memories. They're exclusively yours.
manuscrypts
· 10 months ago
shefaly: hmm, i can imagine that!!
cynic: yes, that too..
manuscrypts
· 10 months ago
Maan: :))
kavi: at different lifestages, we have different 'homes', each of which is a symbol of a lot of things associated with that time too..
manuscrypts
· 10 months ago
austere: yep, have written a post on memories.. shall post soon :)
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A friend's mother keeps his room as a shrine which makes him wonder if he is dead and gone. :-) But as reality in India stands - for my generation - many friends' parents moved from the houses, where the friends had spent their childhoods. In such a case, one just has to relive childhood in one's mind. What they call 'home' for fear of offending parents is really their parents' house. This rapidly leads to the brutal acceptance of that 'home is where the mortgage is'. :-)
On Shefalys comment: A comment that articulates what many feel but can’t say!
That is a nice comment on my comment. I think. :-) Thanks.
Home these days is a mental construct. A mental construct with nostalgia, hopes and wishes ! Throw in some hope and some despair...it beats the real life architect, plumber and mason hands down !
You still have sepia memories.
They're exclusively yours.
cynic: yes, that too..
kavi: at different lifestages, we have different 'homes', each of which is a symbol of a lot of things associated with that time too..