The long-awaited home, a recurring dream, A theme that haunts my imagination's scheme. I've lived in many houses, none truly mine, Nor did I belong to them, a fleeting sign. Nellore, where my parents dwelled, Left an indelible mark, a story to tell. Yet, even that connection now lost to time, Leaves me with a sense of disconnection's chime. Twenty years in a rented space, Still, a sense of belonging eludes my pace. I own a house, but occupation's denied, A paradox that fuels my heart's inside. Quo Vadis, I ask, where is this home I seek? A refrain that echoes, nothing's truly unique. Nothing belongs to me, nor I to it, Then what is this home, a final destination to hit? My poem explores the universal human quest for a sense of belonging and the elusive nature of "home." It's a thought-provoking reflection on identity, connection, and the search for a place to call one's own.