Vacation - something that brings a spring in everyone's step post a depressing series of exams. (all the nine pointers, please excuse :-P) I precisely remember the days I could beg to be back home. And why not?? Life becomes so much easier as you come back home, doesn't it? For instance, when else could I see myself putting up two posts in two months on my blog! :D Believe me, that is some mean achievement for someone as lazy as me. I just hope I don't doze off writing this ;)
Well, jokes apart...This part of the story is such that it isn't really hard to guess it. What else do you expect after having lived with your parents for 18 long years of your life. You are bound to miss home and the people there as you part ways. Its hard to imagine that you could ever think another 'home' away from home.
Now, I am in this dilemma because this feeling is pretty new to me. Not very experienced at living away from home you know :P...Strangely enough, I seem to be missing my 'home away from home' even when I am at my so called home-sweet-home! And thats not it....the days that went by were not very pleasant either. Thats what makes me write 'delightful' in quotes(and in CAPITALS too, so that the sarcasm is loud and clear). Doesn't feel too good to be at two places at a time. I noticed that I was physically present, yet absent because I was lost in a world of my own on many occasions. Not as if it doesn't feel good to be back home, but honestly speaking, doesn't feel the same anymore either.
Call it adaptation or what, we have a tendency to settle and adjust ourselves in the prevailing surroundings, no matter how bad they are, in due course of time. Don't even know if this is what is to be blamed, but yes, does play a major role in the thick of things. As the surroundings change, we change too. More importantly, when you go back, you only discover that the things aren't the same anymore. Your old friends are friendly, but the very friendship lacks intimacy. Don't even know whether friendship is the right word to use. Everything seems so old, yet new. I wish I felt nostalgic about everything that I came across all these days. But sadly, that isn't the case. No wonder I know where I am and feel where I wish to be.
A social animal like us does build a world of its own in due course of time. I guess I built mine too, took me an year though. Tend to miss someone or some people really bad. I now realise that how strong a place someone can cement in our life within a span of an year. Priorities in life keep changing from time to time and so have mine, so much so that some people seem to matter unimaginably too much right now.
In no way that place can ever be compared to what our parents have in our lives. Its totally different and thus pretty strange to describe in words. So I partly know as to where these forces come from that lead me to my destination. Others are still unknown, like the most mysterious forces of nature are :) So finally, I can safely say that its just my parents who have somehow been able to keep my glued to this place for two odd months now. But I guess its time to be back.. back to my 'world' which awaits me with its arms wide open.. very very soon :)
Well, jokes apart...This part of the story is such that it isn't really hard to guess it. What else do you expect after having lived with your parents for 18 long years of your life. You are bound to miss home and the people there as you part ways. Its hard to imagine that you could ever think another 'home' away from home.
Now, I am in this dilemma because this feeling is pretty new to me. Not very experienced at living away from home you know :P...Strangely enough, I seem to be missing my 'home away from home' even when I am at my so called home-sweet-home! And thats not it....the days that went by were not very pleasant either. Thats what makes me write 'delightful' in quotes(and in CAPITALS too, so that the sarcasm is loud and clear). Doesn't feel too good to be at two places at a time. I noticed that I was physically present, yet absent because I was lost in a world of my own on many occasions. Not as if it doesn't feel good to be back home, but honestly speaking, doesn't feel the same anymore either.
Call it adaptation or what, we have a tendency to settle and adjust ourselves in the prevailing surroundings, no matter how bad they are, in due course of time. Don't even know if this is what is to be blamed, but yes, does play a major role in the thick of things. As the surroundings change, we change too. More importantly, when you go back, you only discover that the things aren't the same anymore. Your old friends are friendly, but the very friendship lacks intimacy. Don't even know whether friendship is the right word to use. Everything seems so old, yet new. I wish I felt nostalgic about everything that I came across all these days. But sadly, that isn't the case. No wonder I know where I am and feel where I wish to be.
A social animal like us does build a world of its own in due course of time. I guess I built mine too, took me an year though. Tend to miss someone or some people really bad. I now realise that how strong a place someone can cement in our life within a span of an year. Priorities in life keep changing from time to time and so have mine, so much so that some people seem to matter unimaginably too much right now.
In no way that place can ever be compared to what our parents have in our lives. Its totally different and thus pretty strange to describe in words. So I partly know as to where these forces come from that lead me to my destination. Others are still unknown, like the most mysterious forces of nature are :) So finally, I can safely say that its just my parents who have somehow been able to keep my glued to this place for two odd months now. But I guess its time to be back.. back to my 'world' which awaits me with its arms wide open.. very very soon :)
