A house is made with walls and beams; a home is build with love and dreams ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Part I
I kicked off my morning walk with this song.
And I folded my day with this one!
Part II
I am missing my home.
Especially I’m missing one particular fragment of memories when I was back in Nepal,
the memory when I wished I wasn’t there anymore,
wishing I was in a foreign land,
wishing I was doing more with my life.
Today, I am celebrating Tihar away from home for the first time.
Can’t tell, it’s heartbreaking and heartwarming at the same time.
Namaste!
p.s Have a deep, sound and fulfilling sleep!
p.p.s Happy Tihar EME ❤️