Home is where nothing smells weird.

Home is where there is food all the time.

Home is where you meet your cat after a long time and he rubs his face on your legs.

Home is where you always have phone chargers.

Home is where your grandfather makes several rounds from his room to the verandah, waiting for the newspaper.

Home is where your dad makes moong-daal halwa and rabri for everyone.

Home is where your mom lovingly slaps the back of your head.

Home is where your brother fights with you but also pays for pizza.

Home is where everything is...homely.