A Song for Ho(me) Adritanaya Tiwari I think home changes with years, and every home has its own melody. At one, home was probably my mother’s voice, a soothing symphony, lulling me into a sound dreamless sleep. At seven, home was the “Tring!!” of the school bell at 2 pm everyday, an annoying sound with a happy rhythm, when school was over. At ten, home was the sound of my friends, laughing and giggling, a vibrant harmony, all because someone […] Continue Reading
