Home is...

Home is a place. A place where you can be yourself. Where you can act a certain way, and nobody would care. Where you can be loved and safe. Where you feel included. Where you hear the sound of laughter. But home does not have to be just a place. It does not have to be a house. It could be that place where your family and friends are. For me home is love. Where I smell roti and chicken curry on the table. It is wherever my family is.