I read this jumping through the lines first time when you published it here a week back. Then I went back to your book and took it in slowly like home. This is everything I love about your writing Natasha. The warmth, the playfulness and all the hidden directions your words pull me into.
This essay is like my recurring dream: I go house-hunting with a broker and explore a quiet sunlit house that keeps opening up to me with an endless, fascinating labyrinth of secret rooms within it ❤️
So many nuances in this one, so many directions this turns to - from going home to mum to letting our new voices silence the old nag in our heads! And the pictures! The pictures tell their own stories!
Thank you Natasha for writing this essay for all of us. Home is where it's complicated.
During my college years, I had figured out that the ideal duration for visiting home was 2-4 days. One day was too less, two days was usually fine, day three was when I would start getting triggered, and four days was the limit.
I read this jumping through the lines first time when you published it here a week back. Then I went back to your book and took it in slowly like home. This is everything I love about your writing Natasha. The warmth, the playfulness and all the hidden directions your words pull me into.
This essay is like my recurring dream: I go house-hunting with a broker and explore a quiet sunlit house that keeps opening up to me with an endless, fascinating labyrinth of secret rooms within it ❤️
Thank you for this dreamy visual metaphor
So many nuances in this one, so many directions this turns to - from going home to mum to letting our new voices silence the old nag in our heads! And the pictures! The pictures tell their own stories!
Thanks Alaknanda 💜🌸
Home is a place where there is somebody to pamper you.You are not judged.
Bahut gehre sach!
Thank you Natasha for writing this essay for all of us. Home is where it's complicated.
During my college years, I had figured out that the ideal duration for visiting home was 2-4 days. One day was too less, two days was usually fine, day three was when I would start getting triggered, and four days was the limit.
this did something to me :’)
Uff ..Dil choo liya
Beautifully expressed as always! We are all trying to go home, and feel at home too! Thank you!
Thank you 💜
"To reach where you belong, you must un-belong elsewhere." --- Lovely lines and a homely read 😀
Thank you H 💛
You write for so many of us, Natasha! Thank you for this poignant essay :)