I wanna go home. And this desire, and longing is becoming so intense as the moments pass that it's leaving a burning hole in me. But...I can't be home. Home is thousand miles away from where I am, even then I'm not sure if it is my home any more. I left Dubai with a strong headedness so travelling and settling abroad. However, my fate missunderstood me and brought me to this place where I am right now.
My entire life I have been treated as an expat, a foreigner, at my home. It hurted to be called that because it made me realize that I didn't belong there. Now that I am in the country of my passport, I'm an outsider once more; not that it hurts as I don't belong from here.
Though now I am seriously starting to question exactly where is it in the world that I belong to? Where's my home?
Guess for now it suffices to say the answer is: NOWHERE!