"When are you planning to go home Joy?"
"I am home" I replied.
"I know you are home, I called your landline. I meant when are you going to your real home, India?"
That got me thinking. Because all this while I have been considering where I live my home. Isn't that how it is for everyone? So where is my real home?
And Truth Its only Home_16X20_Mixed Media with found objects
Its been 5 years since I moved from India to the US. I must confess that initially I lived through a period feeling completely displaced and distressed. And missed being in India terribly. But in the last few years I found myself building a new life, new friendships, new bonds, new meaning to life... a new home.
Often times nature conspires in weird ways and the very elements that hold the foundation of life together, destroy it completely. But is destruction so bad? Doesn't it give us a chance to re-build, re-hope, re-vision and re-live? The only thing constant is the Truth of the past and present.