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i have a big problem with this concept of 'home is where your people are". No, I am not saying the opposite. Infact, I am noticing something that remained neglected all this while- the house you lived in.

When you move cities, you realise that you still talk to your parents, friends, neighbours. No one ever remembers the house. Why?

I miss it. home is not just about the people in it. home is the wall you slapped your notes on for cramming in grade 10. It is the window through which you saw the exact same scenery for years on end but never with the same feelings. the terrace of block 31. where time stopped and the pink sky turned dark and stars lit up. is that not home?

yes, home is the people. but the place i actually lived in makes me so nostalgic sometimes, coz even though people stay; the house you vacated is never going to return. new people start their lives in it and every piece of your time there is erased.

i miss my house. i miss my society, the clubhouse, the swings, the roads, the plaza, and the benches. i miss all my life that it just soaked. protected. it saw. and it stayed within it, unknown and inaccessible, even to me now. i cannot see it anymore. where is that? i can still reminisce time shared with friends. how do i go back to my balcony, my go-to place for literally everything? i want to go back. i want to be there, sitting in my left chair facing the garden and just do nothing. i want that life. again. that home. that flat and that room. where i belong.

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I just had a very simple, yet significantly important revelation, all by myself. I am going to share here, what it was-

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Here is an excerpt - "I am good. I am happy, and I need to remember that on days, on nights when I feel otherwise. I just had a very simple, yet significantly important revelation, all by myself. Maybe it was needed, maybe it was not, but I am going to share here, what it was-"

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Alienated. Ostracised. Unbelonging.

To name a few, not to generalise or specify. The feeling of being a part of a community is so basic and essential to our healthy survival. Therefore, not being included, or not having a group to belong to can have a long term effect in the thinking of a person. It makes them question a lot of things, firstly, their friends.

Very recently, I realised I've grown up, and so have my friends, all of us so ambitious, we forgot we needed each other to fall back in times of turmoil. In such cases, time, attention and effort seem to me, the most critical resources.

Communication is NOT the apparent key here. Action is. Slowly and steadily, we are, even globally, moving toward a future of better, but individual existences. We value them, we get inspired from them, when we should try to foster as much companionship and togetherness.

The feeling of belonging somewhere, to some people gives us a sense of security, lack of which can base a lot of mental illnesses, only one of which is dissociation from society.

This is a problem of a global level as much as it is of a personal one, and hence can be tackled best as a personal one. Because unless we feel it is our problem, unless it is instilled that one of us can take our lives because of it, unless the gravity and prevalence of this problem is understood, we cannot aspire to build a community that values people.

So start small, start now.

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You don't deserve pain

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It hurts to know that I will keep doing things for the people I care about, but they won't.

They WON'T fight for me. They won't put in the time or efforts for me. They will do NOTHING about the 'love' they care to admit they have for me.

It has always hurt me, caring. But that is who I am and that is what I'll do, all over again. It hurts when I'd shift the world for someone who won't so much as find time for me.

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Not everything matters equally and success isn't the game one by whoever does the most.

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The difference between who you are and who you want to be is what you do

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The way to get the most out of your work and your life is to go as small as possible. Most people think just the opposite. They think big success is time consuming and complicated As a result, their calendars and to-do lists become overloaded and overwhelming. Success starts to feel out of reach, so they settle for less. Unaware that big success comes when we do a few things well, they get lost trying to do too much and in the end accomplish too little. Over time they lower their expectations, abandon their dreams, and allow their life to get small. This is the wrong thing to make small.

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SERIOUSLY BREAKING DOWN.

it feels like I'm back to square one. everything came back. everything that was done, said, heard. I break down a lot. Still. Not ashamed though. but writing short. Coz can't breathe. Or speak. Think. Nothing. It's so big. Hard. To not hate me. How did he do it. So much impact. How. Why. Why. Why. I'm left wondering

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Everything came falling down because the foundation was him

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Let me take you to a place where you can smile

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No matter how meta physical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in own blood and the blood of others. your hands, your

And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.

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No matter how far you run. Distance might not solve anything.

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I don't feel ready to face this world

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I'm free to tear him apart right?

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I've felt the heaviness in my days. I've felt the disrespect slap me twice. I've felt me feel so much I didn't know if I remained a mortal after that. I didn't know what it was. But it felt like death.

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Exactly how much importance do you give a person for that to not turn to obsession?