Here Shakti Ghosal writes of his shock and pain at the loss of the family home due to a gas leak. At first he asks – as we all might – “why me?” and then he asks – as perhaps few of us would – “why not me?” Now seems a good time to share such pondering here on Bardo. In a world that still wars and copes with increasing numbers of “extreme” weather events – this is an experience too many people currently have in common. No matter the cause – weather, war, faulty building practices, or fire – there is overwhelming pain: financial ramifications, a sense of dislocation, a loss of family treasures, records, and even the loss of life … In metta for Shakti, his family, and all the people who are rebuilding their lives after the distruction of their homes. Jamie Dedes
What do you say when you leave your home for work and come back to find it gone? What do you say when all that you have lovingly acquired over the years lie broken and anguished in the space-time continuum which was once your home?
It was the summer of 2006. My wife and I were hunting for a new home. So when we came across 1C- V2 at Muscat Oasis Residences, it was love at first sight. Built into the curvature of the complex, 1C- V2 was a duplex apartment allowing comfortable living space coupled with great poolside and mountain views. So it came about that as we moved into a spanking new home, 1C-V2 also embraced us, resplendent in its new furnishings and trappings. Come weekends and party time and 1C-V2 would be all welcoming as it waited for the guests, with its lights and shadows.
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