This isn’t an android tips and tricks post. Not that I am trying to belittle those ever so helpful hacks which teach us how to use that handheld device as some sort of super-computer, but there are still bigger things in life. It’s about navigating your way home, something we have either lost the appetite for or something we don’t chose to do as often as we should.
Did you just cancel your trip home because you simply didn’t have time for it? Are you sure? Do you mean to tell me that when you make a sort of list of ‘The best places in the world I love to visit’, you put your home at the top, writing quotes like “No matter where you roam, there is no place like home”. But when it really comes down to it, you are fine with making excuses not to go home even during festivals and choose to plan that trip to that hill station you have been to a million times just to change the scenery? Plain pretense like that deserves to die a thousand slow deaths.
Yes it is a personal choice whether or not to visit one’s home when one gets time. But that MUST NOT come at the cost of straining family ties and the loss of the sense of belonging towards parents. You get to have a say in what you want to do with your life but when that comes in conflict of choosing between ‘Home’ and ‘an adrenaline rush’, you must choose home. It’s as simple as that.
The best stories you read have a common final motive- finding one’s path back to where the springs and winters all feel the same, navigating yourself home. And that is the part you look forward to, that means something to you at a more intimate level. When you are denied that, you feel betrayed, incomplete, wanting for more. Same goes for real life too. The fret and fumes of everyday seem too heavy to bear because we do not remember that big lesson. We do not remember that we are incomplete without a home to go to and are causing ourselves the biggest of harms by not going there when you have one.
You might have felt like, when visiting home after fairly long intervals of time (which sometimes go on for years), that there is a disconnect between your parents, family and yourself. At that point, you might deem it fit not to face this disconnect frequently and may even give up on your family. But this disconnect is something that you yourself have brought upon you by not visiting for days. When you give up on your family, they eventually give up on you. There is nothing warmer than a family’s presence and you realize it once you start getting home more often.
The happiness of the domestic fireside is the first boon of Heaven; and it is well it is so, since it is that which is the lot of the mass of mankind. ~Thomas Jefferson