Home, sweet home.

Coming home is a beautiful feeling. We often feel restless and uneasy about something we are unclear about. But, on coming home the restlessness vanishes. The niche we call home fulfills our longing to belong somewhere. Each species has its home and we are no different. But the home is a creation of our thoughts, feelings and actions. Home has a boundary, a discipline which binds us with love. We all have love in our hearts, even if it's for a plant or a pet and the home is where the heart is. Caring and sharing for the inmates is the base of the home.