Sixty-two years on the Lone Path Home! My journey, homeward bound. It is not a lonely path. It is the lone path. There is only one path and that is my path to me. It is coming back home to me.

A world of trauma, I have left behind. Here I stand, on my own feet. It is a world that I created myself, by me and for me. It was a challenge. A brave decision to live despite the trials and tribulations.

The words that will follow here are for those that struggle, the loners, the lonely, the ones that are in pain. My own experiences, without a touch of pessimism but full of zest and energy to survive in a hostile world.

In short, I left my house and family to find my home. Failed in childhood, failed in youth and failed in adulthood. Lost my entire childhood, my youth and partly my adulthood. Loneliness, sleepless nights, domestic violence, fear, failures, rejection, deaths of near and dear ones, faced all that. No, I did not give up. I stood up and lived, in the face of sheer failures, I survived and won my victory.

Am not ashamed to say, I saw homelessness, spent a few days in the middle of slums, starved, was fed by a lady, who herself was deep in poverty. Today, at sixty-two, I am giving back to society, the courage to live, to stand up and fight for your own right to existence.

No magic do I have except one. The magic of challenging the world, to put your foot down and declaring boldly, I too can live..

Hence, I call upon all those, who are in pains, who are lonely, who think they have failed, join me and find YOUR lone path home.

This is the philosophy of The Lone Path Home.

Mantralayam Srinath