home sweet home

am at home today...

the home is just a small town; quiet serene laid back town, full of greens and greys :> as in trees and old people... as any part of the world, the youngs have since moved away from the town leaving the older generation and well some young ones who choose to raise their family in a small town..and some who did not choose to be here but circumstances brought them here...

as i reached this morning and till now - im welcomed by the familiar rain. may be its just me or perhaps its indeed real that the rain here smell different; there is breath of freshness and the cold breeze that melts the heart....

and home is where as anyone else i feel loved... not belonged but unconditional love... and each time more so than before a tinge sense of regret not being able to spend time with the loved ones... watching parents growing old yet unable to do anything about it....its truly heart breaking...

i wish for the 100th time i can spend more time here but as alwiz .... as it is fated - my life seems to belong to another time, another world .......