Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Missing Home........

Nomo! Nomo! Nomoh ! Sundori momoh
Janani Janmobhumi...gongartir  snigdho somir  jibon jurale tumi..Aubarito maath ,gogono lolaat  chumey tobo
Podo dhuli.....
 This is how kobiGuru described your feeling towards your home......

Today  a friend ,who was in school with me called from heathrow  airport before starting for India ,
Specifically Kolkata.And  all my cajoling myself ........and   Staying  away from Kolkatta just went out of the window ......basically  due to work we came to Gujarat.....one thing led  to another and we
Settled here......but the heart is always always in Kolkatta.It is said that where your treasure is your heart will be there.......all my treasures are there ......it's my birth place ....my Janani .....my Janani Ma Kali is there too .Love everything about Kolkatta.......the people ,the place ,....the Food ......the essence of  Kolkatta......I can smell  Kolkatta .....I can feel Kolkatta.......Kolkatta is my heart.....Kolkatta is my religion........
Feel like developing a pair of wings and flying to Kolkatta......it is always  ...will always be associated    with my childhood ....the wonder years of awed respect for life .....churning of each feelings and emotions as growth in age and as human being blossomed in me ......all the dreams ....all the heart breaks ,......koto pawa ....koto harano.....koto  bojha ....koto chaoya.....I can go on and on ....Then suddenly  boom and Something came in to life in my being and reality dawned on me ....Where is home ? How can you miss home ? How can you miss you ? You are .....your home is  not outside but in you .......your heart.Happy home coming.love n Shalom.
Sheela.

1 comment:

  1. It's sooo true, as you walk through life you come across places and they find a place for themselves in your heart. With time love grows for people and places and then you realize that you are what you call your home...you make the home....love you

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