All of us live in a house but not all do have a lovely home. Because everything has a shape but not every shape has a delicate value care and effort. A home is made by a family that has a long relationship and care and love among each other... It is generous love to like eachother , to accept eachother ,to share with eachother and to praise eachother in a family. Such a feeling wipe away the sharp edge of life and fill our mind with endless joy and happiness.
A true family is not formed with only flesh and blood. It is far beyond that. It is deep feeling for eachother. It is a place where you can laugh without shyness and you can forget your sorrow and tear in a natural manner.
A home is a nursery for the men. A house is built with exterior ornaments to please the eye but inside is a home to live and to delight and happiness. House are hand made but home is made of hearts. A home is a place where you can open your heart, share your sorrow , exchange your smile and release your burden. In home there is a music in every thing , harmony in the beat of every heart.
So let us all turn our house to a home so that it gives us heavenly pleasure and make this universe a nice place to live.
Truely all of us got a house but not all of us got home😢😢