There is this concept of home in my mind, which I can’t really define. I can’t say it’s being back in Delhi, or being in MUWCI or actually anywhere I can think of. It’s just this abstract concept of this place where I can feel completely protected, completely at peace. This place where I don’t have to worry about anything. Where I wouldn’t be left alone to fend for myself. Where I will always get help when I need it. Where I don’t have to be scared. Don’t need to be scared at all. There would be people who would protect. Who wouldn’t let me get hurt. Where I don’t have to worry about all these problems. I doubt such a place exists. I guess, it’s more like a state of mind and not a place. But whatever it is, I am searching for it. Yes, I am searching for something I don’t even know exists. I am searching for something which could just be my wishful thinking. If it is a state of mind, there is no guarantee I would get there. That I could ever feel completely safe. Ever. But, I guess that’s one of those things about life: there are no guarantees for anything. We just have to keep on searching….
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