The last time I blogged - it said 11 more days to go... and now its already 1 day gone :-( after coming back! Got back after 3 awesome weeks back home... one of the best trips I have had in years (gone back about 6 times now). Almost everything went well, got to spend so much time with Parents (visited Coorg, Mysore with them), got to spend time with friends, got to spend time at home.. and best of all didn't get sick at all which helped throughout. Guess I was sick enough before going home..
Well, coming back was even more difficult this time - for once, I didn't have one bit of a mood to come back. I had all my necessary documents to stay back - all that was left behind was material possessions which I could have let go anyway, but thats not whats in store for now I guess :(.. Add to this, mood back here wasn't that good either.. I get into the cab from the airport and check my voicemail - the first one is from my boss, saying not to get worried when I get in next morning since 20 ppl got laid off! oh well how unlucky ME - I am not one of them.. on the contrary - more work for me because others are leaving :(... If I should go by the latest book I read "God Does Not Play Dice" - this is the way it should happen and I should not think of alternatives happening, if I should go by my horoscope which I happened to read a bit while I was in India - I would not be able to settle back home for the time being; I would be travelling or staying away from home is what that said, If I should go by my own decision - even then I will have to wait here until next August (which is when my parents would be heading back after their trip here). So like it or not, atleast for the next 8-10 months, I am stuck here in this challenging economy with still a job on hand... oh well, i will tell myself if I get through this, I would have learnt something more in life
It was a dream for last 3 weeks, waking up to coffee and nice South Indian breakfast (Idli, Dose, Avalakki, sometimes obbattu), great weather, watch cricket match for a few hours, head out for sometime, come back for awesome adige (see kootu, saaru, pongal, all types of huli, etc).. please note - these are a daily thing and nothing specially cooked because I was there.. and now the first day I get back, I had to settle for Bagel, somehow forced myself to cook some cabbage sabzi for dinner at night.
Ok, enough of feeling bad that I am back, let me just tell myself - all's for good and get on with life.. woke up at 4:30 since I went to bed at 9 - didn't know what to do so wrote this, found a couple friends from India to share my feelings..
My next few blogs will be about some of the trips I made in India and in Bengaluru!
1 comment:
I left home when I was 12 in my Dad's words, "for the better". But your sentiments on going back reflect mine everytime I used to spend school holidays with parents and friends and the time came for me to leave home and go back to school... It's hard always!
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