Just an introspection about past one year,when I was taking shower.I felt myself, no more in the land of fantasy.Calls for which Iam excited,has become plain short calls .Those images whatsoever I wanted to have before a year back,has gone somewhere to the corner of my mind.It might not be in my optional list too now.Age and time along with few priorities makes a being again a human,without wandering like a dog.
Feeling bit matured in my decisions,a year went just like quick episodes where I forgot the term native land.
Today while travelling back after completing my sem exams,I remembered I have a home,I have father and I have bunch of relatives along with native friends.My visits got reduced from month by month to biannual visit.My singlebed and cupboard at Bangalore gives all the feel of heavenly home when I compare it with native house.Birthday comes and goes as like summers and autumn,mind came to the state of asking So what?
For past 3 plus years Iam sheltering outside my native,today I felt a bit about my house.I do have a father ,I do have a sister,I do have my old medals and award winning pics.There are pile of reasons which never triggered thoughts about home and today what made me to think about it?
When acquaintances ask such questions,this was the last question I have answered.Might be inner mind finds comfort under one roof,one bed out of my own earnings.
So much comfort in the lines "gone in the wind" without been lost
Feeling bit matured in my decisions,a year went just like quick episodes where I forgot the term native land.
Today while travelling back after completing my sem exams,I remembered I have a home,I have father and I have bunch of relatives along with native friends.My visits got reduced from month by month to biannual visit.My singlebed and cupboard at Bangalore gives all the feel of heavenly home when I compare it with native house.Birthday comes and goes as like summers and autumn,mind came to the state of asking So what?
For past 3 plus years Iam sheltering outside my native,today I felt a bit about my house.I do have a father ,I do have a sister,I do have my old medals and award winning pics.There are pile of reasons which never triggered thoughts about home and today what made me to think about it?
When acquaintances ask such questions,this was the last question I have answered.Might be inner mind finds comfort under one roof,one bed out of my own earnings.
So much comfort in the lines "gone in the wind" without been lost
