Homecoming

  I know not, what tomorrow holds 

All that I know is am Happy to be back 

To my home sweet home

I had clicked this picture sometime back of a falcon, who is my neighbour. Living on a huge tree right next to my house, it is our perfect alarm clock. The shrill calls every evening when it flies home is just amazing.  I felt this picture also spoke a lot in itself about family and bonding. 

Despite the plethora of issues that we encounter each day, every home is a piece of Heaven on Earth. Those faces of your loved ones, be it the toddler at home or the hot cup of tea prepared by your wife or your Mother, is like an elixir of life after a rough day outside. 

Albeit momentarily, it does make you forget the worries and drags you out of the sinkhole. That is the magic of a homecoming. 

In that instance, tomorrow does not matter. What matters is living that moment to the fullest.