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My Home.
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If home is where I was born then its - "Gods own country" - kerala, India. It’s the west cost of the southernmost tip of Indian peninsula. The meeting place of Indian Ocean, Bay of Bengal and the Arabian Sea. A beautiful land with beaches and palm trees where people speak a unique language called Malayalam.
If home is where I live then its New York, USA the "Empire state". Most majestic city in the east cost of the land of the free.
The melting pot of all nationalities and culture, where statue of liberty guides you inland and people speak all known languages in the world.
Here I like to remind a thing that we often forget - "What really matters is not where we live but how comfortably we live".
For me home is where I feel I belong and where I sense I am welcomed. When we accept others as equal, sooner or later they will accept us too. Then the whole world becomes our home.
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Page content last updated :
Aug 2004
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