returning Home.
The home is my favourite couch when I am out of station.
The home is the beautifully bound words of some story when I am approaching any deadline.
The home is the frequently played songs when I am stressed.
The home is the caressing fingers of my mom when I am sick.
Lastly, the home is the future me who has reached home after waiting for a long time.

- ShrijitaHere (শ্রীজিতা)