Fitness is NOT Mandatory

I was raised up in a world of turbulence. Yet that didn't strike me down. All I had to do was to cop up with the right shot. My birth place was on an island and all that growing up to a perfect teenage was always my home till I realised, that too had an end. Today I stand here in my motherland, Kerala for about 6 years. Having the  perfect set of people around as in the perfect ones are of your similar colour and traits. Was this the perfect place to finalize??
Now I have discovered my new self in this native mansion that has taught me to break out from the parental cocoon. That step was hard like any man on earth with lots of mistakes and hard times. Back in my school days I was judged for not been a native sport. Later here I am titled as a NRI that too makes me a misfit.
Time passed by, as now I stay at "my home" which is soon too be "a home". Why is this  fixed span titled on women, to the house in which  she grew up and all her treasured memories is going  to be a partial alien land? That’s not the end she also has to rapidly glide down to the new spirit home and inherit it as her home.
The world was running too fast but today COVID 19 has tried to slow it with its still attack on many. Family time is the advantage of lockdown  that is seen on many, who had busy schedules despite that slot for their kinships. Our mothers have adjusted and found her comfort in her family that she never worries now to be part of her hometown where she grew up.
The advent of Man to aquire the space of women as his new home is seen as a state of unsatisfactory in the society who considers them to be henpecks for accepting her plot.
The venture through my lockdown days mesmerize me with a highlighting factor that we are a cannon that can  never fit into a place but are born to travel as all trespass with no thoughts of yesterday. As we don’t fit in the past as today you are  in a new shelf that can be replaced to a new spot tomorrow.

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