Doors open to new homes....

Doors open to new homes...
bigger, smarter, well designed
with each having a place assigned
no camping in open anymore
no sharing pillow or drawers or robe...
there is space and case for things required
and also for those that got acquired
by need, greed or fancy or status
we grew and things grew with us
So many blonggings that I sort today
what should be carried or left away...


As I enter the new home, all I see
high roof and walls secluding me
from rest of the people, though in same house
we have private battles and fire to douse
We meet over breakfast, or lunch or tea
or fight for remote when watching TV
and then we retreat in worlds of our own
where each of us exclusively belong-
belong, did I say belong?
Oh how wrong!!


In partitioned homes and fenced boundaries
what survives is co-existence of adversaries
We talk and shake hands and even smile
but in the back of our minds, all the while
we calculate, how, when to get the better
of other, and that is all that matter
competition, comparison, status quo??
where did we begin and whats the way to go...


As the doors open to new homes today,
again I wonder where I am going to stay-
Amidst the walls and a peeping hole?
and what exactly would be my role?
Do I arrange the flowers and fire the hearth
what do I do to know what I am worth!
The cycle has gone on for quite long.
When will I know where I belong???