Adhithi (Guest)


Dear reader,

I reached my nest after three long years filled with challenges, tears, anxieties, and momentary joys. Now I feel that I am living in the most peaceful part of the world. When I first reached my house, I felt that it has forgotten my existence. Eventually, I started to get all the old smells that I had forgotten, such as the smell of some old medicines my mother used to take, vicks my parents rub on their forehead and nose before bed every day, dusty pages of my old text books, smell of my mother’s home cooked dinner, smoothness of my childhood pillow and even the body odour of my father and mother. Each of us feels that our home is a paradise built not with mere bricks and cement but with unforgettable memories. It is not only the place where we have had millions of dreams but also a place where several of these dreams were realized. Every corner of our house has its own tiny story; every material in the house has a story of laughter or tear, and is has remembrance of people whom we have forgotten but worth a thought. 

When I reached home from a 16 hours of flight journey from the west, I didn’t have jet lag, like some people call it. Instead I would like to call it a memory lag – a situation where my mind purposely paused to remember everything from my childhood and forget the present. This is not a psychological challenge, but a forceful feeling of our mind that was longing to take us back to childhood or an age that went by unrealized but we would like to live in it again. Just like a chain reaction, it leads us from situations that happened to what should have happened, forcing us to think how lucky we are to what we missed. 

Finally there was a feeling in me which makes me believe truly that I was emotionally, physically, and spiritually unplugged from this house – a feeling of being an adhithi (guest) in my own house. Today I am trying to replicate certain moments from the past that was carelessly ignored. What I learnt from my visit is to live in the present and feel every moment. If the feeling is to cry, do not let it conquer your thoughts, realize that every night has to end with a bright sun shedding light and warmth. Also, feel and share the happiness with everyone around, that will only multiply our joy and create hopes to live for brighter days. 

Thanks for your moment,
Sita 

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