491 days away from home
Today, on the 7th of May 2006, after 491 days away from home..... I'm finally missing it....
I've always prided myself on the fact that I am independent, tough and having seen both; the best and the worst that life has to offer; can handle myself pretty well....
But the last week has been pathetic....personally and professionally. I've managed to shove myself into the abyss of depression....
I miss my parents, I miss my brother Tuxy, I miss my grandparents, I miss my Maushi, I miss my home in Mysore, I miss the spicy food, I miss my king-sized bed, I miss my library at home, I miss my morning gym routine, I miss the evening cricket matches, I miss my night walks, I miss our ancestral home, I miss the green sugarcane fields, I miss the single-toothed grin of the old hag who cooks such delicious food, I miss the warm weather and the sun, I miss the smell of the earth when it rains in summer.... I miss all these little joys of life....
I miss you... Home Sweet Home :-(

1 Comments:
All of us go through those blues...
Funny how our prose is so similar... maybe it's the bloodline :)
http://aloke.nomadlife.org/2005/02/home-sweet-home.aspx
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