Editor’s Note: The entire process of dreaming about a house, building one and moving into it is a wonderful experience for many. Our member priya4raj observes how people get attached to their house and with their love for it, make it a home!
Where we love is home, Home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts. – Oliver Wendell Holmes.
As life goes, we get bonded or attached with things we come across, apparently or not, and one such thing is the House we live… Be it a house with shaggy walls and leaking roofs, or a palace, a house beautifully transforms into a home, the moment people get associated with it. Just think, this moment, someone may be eating, sleeping, cleaning, dancing, watching t. v, making love, or even praying to have a house for his own, all under their own roofs, called “home”.
There live, so many grandfathers and mothers, glued to their houses, despite the desperate calls of their children staying far apart, just because of the fact that their spouse left their last breath within those four walls. They try to resurrect their loving memories that they both have carried. They treasure their houses, immensely, for it has been the root bearer of their generations..
We have come across many aunties, who keep on cleaning their houses, for they strongly believe that God often visits their clean home, and succeed in changing their houses into beautiful divine temples. And for some, the kitchen windows can be a source of confrontation, where they lament their husband’s unexplained anger..
