Missing Home

Why do I still miss home when I stand matured in a college? I never get an effective answer but yes I do, I do miss “home”

Trees rustles in the evening of Kanglung which is a narrow and unfamiliar place to me. I was taken back home, the trees in my village still rustles but I feel nothing here and I always felt in the people, the trees, the rocks and the earth in my village that there is something belonging to me and waiting for me when I am alone here.

Home is something being very wonderful to me. It is a place where I feel the real peace still exist in the world. I remember myself feeling utterly escaped from the surly bonds of the earth as I looked down through fluttering prayer flags to my home land but I feel nothing here even if I tried to feel the same way I did many times ago.

I am time and again dragged by my memories where my heart could laugh without shyness and felt loved all over but I realized I am still struck in this moment and there is nothing my heart can do.

This is a sad part of my story being far away from home and I do have another part coming up where I feel “home” to this initial strange land.

Thank you!!

Punakha, where happiness is more than a dream.

Home is always a best place.