Home is!

I'll be travelling soon...thinking about going back to my home-city, to my family and friends makes me nostalgic as well as emotional. But if I'd say that I won't miss my home here in Dubai, I'd be blatantly lying. I am experiencing the joy of delirium at the minute; however, thinking about it has made me realize one thing about our affiliations with a place or an object. I have realized that Home is neither here nor there. Home is within us, or home is nowhere at all...

Like think of a tree that rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees like us have long thoughts, long-breathing and are restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.

This is my home where my love and our seed resides...this place exudes their redolence and perculates the dawn of endless memories with each passing day.I aim to foster and rear my affections to both like a gardener who graciously dedicates his utmost care in nurturing the seed so it grows out to be a robust tree one day. And no matter where I go, surpassing the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured...every path will eventually lead home-ward to them and out of this trust, I live every day!!!

 


































 Betrachtungen und Gedichte!!!