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Being at HOME

Be at home! We keep hearing this all the time when someone wants to make us feel comfortable. 

Being at home is a feeling!

It's a a place where we can be ourselves sans the masks we wear...

Are we at home with ourselves?

I know so many of my friends were not during the lockdown. I got frantic calls from so many of them saying they were going nuts with themselves.

Why is it that many of us are not at home with ourselves?

Is it because of the mental conditioning that we undergo from the time we are born? To blend in to this facade called society? To fit to the norms decided my the mediocre majority who have no clue about how to live, but preach everyone on the subject at every opportunity?

There is a very famous writing in Hindi by a very famous poet which translates as when a blind man guides another blind man both fall in the well. 

I think that is why we as a civilization are just drowning deeper into our own shit! 

Because the people who are running are world are actually ruining it. We are going against nature and killing ourselves. We forget that the nature existed before us and it will exist after us. We need to learn to survive and adapt. Not with newer gadgets and toys but by respecting nature and her rules.

Only then can we truly be at home on this planet and with ourselves!

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