Of People Who Feel Like Home

Isn’t it strange when people care for you, when they don’t need to? Isn’t it strange when people care for you, when you don’t expect them to? 

Some people are bound together by invisible threads intertwined together seamlessly. Some people are just like that last piece of the puzzle, which you spent endless nights trying to figure out. They understand the storm which lurks in your silence, the calm that accompanies your blabber. They are always there to wipe those tears that hide behind clouds, waiting to be shed. They understand that smile which hides a thousand sorrows. They understand that laugh of yours, the carefree one which crinkles your eyes and leaves you breathless. 

Some people feel like family not by the virtue of being related by blood, but because they feel like home. Their eyes understand your emotions. Their arms always welcome you. They smile like a child, cheeks almost-but-never meeting the eyes; and it reminds you of something that you long forgot.  

I read it somewhere that sometimes home isn’t four walls, it’s two eyes and a heartbeat; and it has somehow always proved to be true. 

At times we find our home in the strangest of lands. I think that’s how it is meant to be. At times our home has nothing to do with bricks and mortar, and maybe everything to with the language that we all know. At times home is miles, miles and miles away. At times it is just a hug apart. 

At times we wilt and fall only to find ourselves safe. At times we root and rise only to feel empty inside. At times we search for closures in enclosures only to realise that we had it with us all along. 

Also Read: A Long-Short List Of Things I Am Learning With Each Passing Day

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-Priyanka Lamba



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