Wednesday, 25 May 2016

Home Is Where The Heart Is


Family makes a house a home


It is said, that home is where the heart is. I have often wondered at this, as a child, and until a few years ago, I wouldn't make much out of this statement, besides its spelling.


So, when I sat down to type out this post, at first I was a little dumbfounded. What was I really going to write in this? Sure, unlike other topics, a reflective topic such as this one is far less constricting, as far as its boundaries are concerned.


Finally coming around on how to go about my article, I recount a quote I'd heard a long time ago. It said, "Home is where the great are small and the small are great." While I admit that this quote by itself is intriguing enough to base a whole composition on, let us look at this antimetabole to understand the impact and importance of the concept of Families.

Originating from the Latin word Familia, we Homo sapiens have been in the habit of forming small units of our kind, since the ancient times. Over the aeons, families, as we know them today, have undergone a plethora of changes. But in essence, they have all shared one trait - a group of individuals who deeply care for each other.


The many stories handed down from one generation to another, however, often remind us of conflicts of varying degree that have risen within families and the dire consquences these have had on not just immediate family members, but also other innocent people who have often not had anything to do with those concerned. From the stories in mythology - be it Greek, Roman, Indian or even Norse - these have also shown us that the gravest of animosities often rise thanks to the contempt that comes out of the familiarity provided within a family. 



That said, there is more to this beautiful concept than those terrible tales of gore - more often than not, you and I come across certain people who are more than just friends or any such relation named by the norms of society. These are people who are bound to you by nothing but chance - initially, but later on, by the sheer will, goodness of faith and the bond that has grown between you, over time. In the true sense of the word, these people who are connected to you only by fate and heart, are the real family you have - the ones you choose over a lifetime. 


Here's to families of all types and sizes, everywhere.


Cheers!

-Teenxadventurer

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P.S.: This post was started by me a looooong time ago. I took an year long break and got back - and this was still not completed. What I intend to say is, the person who started off with this post is not the one who completed it. So yeah... hope you cut me some slack for that! XP :) 

Tuesday, 24 May 2016

Reveries of a break year

Hello there, reader! 


If you do happen to have kept up with this blog, you very well know that I haven't posted ANY thing out here in over a year. If you are new to my blog, welcome! :D (You can check out my older posts too, if you'd like)

Well, here's the thing. I did unintentionally take a break from blogging as a whole and to be honest, I did miss it. But in reality, it's just that so many things happened in succession from the time I put up the last post, that I kept having to postpone, every time I thought of blogging. Yet, now that I'm here, let me tell you a few things I've discovered.


What happens when a blogger doesn't blog for a while:


1. Time Flies


I cannot tell you HOW true this has felt over the months, for me! To me, this blog was like a little diary that I spilt out my most random thoughts to. But then, when I wasn't able to blog, it did get to an annoying spell of lack of expression, for me, in many ways. This simply meant that I went on and on and on; but the time seemed uncaptured, unrecorded and just flying past!



2. A Best Friend is Amiss


Don't get me wrong. I know this sounds ULTRA-CLICHE but yeah.. having a blog like this (irrespective of who reads or doesn't), is like having a human best friend. Of course, I don't mean the kind that will pick me up when I need a lift or go to my favourite ice-cream parlour with me.... I mean the kind that will actually lend me an ear when I need to rant about that new watch launched by my favourite brand or how a certain professor of mine is unfair in his/her assignment of marks. Well, That, has been what's missing.



3. It's more difficult to keep track


I dare you to deny being or knowing someone who has tried to keep and write a diary... and FAILED! You know it, just as well as I do... Keeping a real, full-fledged diary is difficult and (often) boring.. especially if you are any thing like me. But then, when I used to blog about my experiences, the little things that happened during my week, my poems, etc - to me, it was as good as keeping a diary, if not better. And over these months, I have missed out on so many of such inscriptions in time, that I may just need a moment to finsh crying before I type further. 



4. Running out of ideas


I wanted to make this list with atleast 5 good, valid points.. But I just finished three and I've honestly run out of ideas. However!! I would LOVE to know if you are or know any bloggers who stopped blogging and came back after a break... Leave me a comment (Yes... I solemnly swear that I read EACH of them and all them to be seen publically when permitted by the owner) below and we shall see how well this post can be updated. :D 



Hope you are, have been and will be well.

Until next time!

-Teenxadventurer