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Where do we actually stay?

Where do we actually stay? - It is not in the confines of brick and mortar being transformed to flats, duplexes, pent-houses or bungalows. Our real residence is "our mind" which has no limitations in terms of area or has any other restraints. There is no compartmentalization of any form and no rules to be followed. Our mind is a tabula rasa with unlimited space for anything and everything. It is upto us to design and organize it the way we want. It cannot be contracted out. No external is allowed to set it up.

So, if you are feeling stifled within due to toxic people whose comments, reactions, words have taken residence; it is high time you do a clean sweep and flush them out. Treat resentment, grudges, expectations and dejections that are piling up in your mind as cobwebs that need spring cleaning.

Life is beautiful - Inhale what is worth keeping and with a deep breath exhale the rest out. Keep your home beauteous, delightful and fascinating. The controls are in your hands or should I say minds..?!

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