The Home where I lived in
The Home where I lived in... was not made up of four walls. It was in the stargazing night of our front yard with my Aajji (grandma). It was in the incense of his t-shirt. It was in the gossips with Aai. It was in the night walks with Baba. It was in the quarrel with my best friend. It was in the drag I took with a friend who was more than benefits. It was in the drunk life lecture my homie gave me. It was in the small talk with the stranger. It was in afternoon belly-rub sessions with Haruki (my dog) The home where I lived in was not made up of four walls it was in every person that came and grew.