Gajjar Miloni Dhiren

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Belonging is not built form but something that changes slowly like a tree growing in the courtyard. It is about people, how they pause, how they greet, how they pause. Smells from kitchen drifting into the corridors, sounds of laughter from neighbor’s home, setting made under a tree without looking at time. 
Life is thus shared. Spaces not just for living, but for being together. You are never alone unless you wanted to be. The space itself invited you to belong – not just to house but to a way of life. 
But today, our homes have become boxes in the sky. Corridors are silent, elevators replace conversation. If we are to build the housing that breathes, that lives, we must not think of walls but of thresholds. Not of boundaries but of permeable relationships. 
We must think: where will the grand mother sit in the sun? Where will children play after school? Where will neighbors stop to chat? We must remember: a house is not just where you live, but how you live. Housing is not just architecture – it is life. And life must always have room for love, laughter & belonging.