Everyday Thoughts

Home of a Migrant

Displacement of humanity occur both,willingly and unwillingly.Migrants search for a better future.They search for comfort,peace of mind and somewhere one can call 'home'.Whether it is because of political issues,personal aspiration,career advancement,country instability....the whole place(the world)is a melting pot and always changing.

No matter where a migrant sets his/her foot on,whichever path it leads to,the heart always lingers at birthplace.He/she fondly recalls the familiar sound,smell,touch,taste.I've spoken to a number of migrants,all calls the new place 'home' but one thing is for certain,they will always remember their roots.Whether it is for the better or for the worse,life becomes simpler;which is: change always happen.In a migrant's perspective,there is only forward,never backward.For a local,forward and backward intertwine;savouring on the taste of the past,like good wine,the longer the better.Sometimes,it's beyond one's control,like it or not.

I think of my ancestors.The hardship they had to go through to come to a country so foreign and different in all aspects.It is always the first generation that feels it the most.The children,grateful or not,either knows it or couldn't care less.History perishes,lost in time.Change and evolution... not exactly knowing my Mandarin that well is a disgrace to my ancestors.A laughing stock to all.But,it's always change and again,something beyond one's control.I'm the new generation--

There's so much to think and realise.By the end of the day,the real 'home' of a migrant is in himself/herself,regardless of the place.

That is the perfect home-in the heart.

I'm running late ....maybe will continue,maybe not :)

posted by Songie @ 2:50 PM