No mansion for a Millionaire

Our House is small
No mansion for a milionaire
but there is room for love
And there is room for friends
That’s all I care.
Anonymous
(from a decorative wall plate with poem)

When i saw this scene while i was walking to the market yesterday, my thoughts hurled me back to a decorative plate that seemed to be hanging in our small wooden house of my childhood. The words stuck to me forever since my dad made it a point to hide our house key under that small ceramic plate.