A journey called - LIFE...!!

August is a bitter sweet month for me. It is my birth month  🎂  & birth month of some more special people. This month has colors of friendship  & brother sister love. But there is a lot of heart break attached to it too.   I will focus on the good especially on the writing front. We lose some we win some. Onward we go. Since childhood my birthday has always been a very special day for me. I start waiting for my birthday from the very next day the current one ends. I have tried to always make it special and memorable for me. But most of them did not turn out as I wished n tried for. But from past few years it comes with some sort of fear attached to it. It no more has the excitement it used to bring along.  Wish to get the "LIFE" back in my life.  It might need a lot of efforts and strength but u ltimately,  I decided to write about all of it because I think we could all probably use a reminder to be kind to ourselves. I hope to write something that hel

I’ve been in a perpetual state of (un)belonging since childhood. It is difficult to imagine the pain of loss, the angst, the outrage and the constant longing of those who are yearning to return to their homeland. People who are displaced/ exiled for any number of reasons. Personally, the feeling of homelessness is the closest that can come to what a person may feel when he/she is forced out of his/her birth country. This sense of alienation, of despair seems similar to me. It is one thing to live in a house and another to have a home, to feel at home. I feed on my dreams just as they do, longing for a home that is perhaps not even there, searching for my identity, my purpose in this world. For me exile is not just a geographical concept it is also an emotional, mental state of being.  The feelings of rootlessness, despair and loss.  I don’t know if I could bring out what I actually felt while writing.