Home

 Once I had come back from a long trip and after reaching I had said, “Home sweet home”. I wondered at that time, that what is home, what does this four-letter word actually mean. Some would say it is just a place where you live. But is it really it? Or is it something else? These were the questions that were raised in my mind. I pondered over it and finally discovered that to me, “home” was anyplace in the world my family was in, it was the sense of belonging. Some place where I fit in perfectly even after my imperfections. Between people I could completely relax and understand even without speaking anything. That is home for me. 

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