Its the second time I have left home...

... and maybe this time its for good!

The last time I left home, I left as a boy, and returned as an adult! Although I am not getting emotional/sensitive about the fact that I'm leaving home again, I feel like emoting!

I am pretty excited to be in the new apartment (bigger, better complex etc.) and I am also looking forward to a new beginning, maybe a new phase in my life... but there is always sadness about leaving back something which has been a part of you for soooo long, part of me growing up. I will always say that Houston is the place I really grew up, but nonetheless Urvashi is where I spent 20 years of my life - my growing up years, teenage years, college life, driving back home from my first job, and many many more of such memories.

But one thing which I am more sad about is that I am no more in Prabhadevi. I always harp about my area, but until now I didn't realize that I am going to miss it so much. Maybe its the familiarity with the area, the memories, or just the fact that its one of the BEST areas in Bombay, that I wish I can someday go back to it...

Until then, view of the Bombay skyline and a fabulous complex is what's gonna keep me going!

Thinking about you Houston...

... and I miss you!

Romancing your soul...

After a long time I have got reminded of my Houston apartment… Coming home after a long day’s work, and having cereal and milk and OJ for dinner, with my computer in front of me, feels like I am at ‘home’. Somehow that apartment, and the apartment complex still feels like home. I am definitely not missing being in Houston right now, but maybe I am missing my space…

It all starts with thoughts and takes me into a totally different mood… Google mapped a friend’s place in NY, saw that she lives very close to the shore… And my mind raced to summer in NY. Then I was asked about one day in every season which I would want to do…

A summer day – on the lake at Chicago

A rainy day – at Nariman Point, waves splashing on me, and I am watching my city… Bombay!

Here I was asked if I want to do this all alone... and I said yes, can’t think of anyone else I would want to be with.

A winter day – in Detroit watching it snow from my sis’ living room window, with Chanda and Sameer…

Rubaroo said something very nice last night...

... there are only so many times you can let your heart out!

I hate to hurt anyone... I sometimes feel like I shouldn't interact with anyone where there is a possibility of hurt... But that's not in my hands.

We all have to deal with our issues... only when you are a complete and fully aware person, can you help anyone around you. Its like in airplanes they always tell you that in case of an emergency put an oxygen mask on yourself first before you try to help anybody helps. Its not the best of analogies, but it conveys what I really believe in.