I am just back from a holiday. After a nourishing two days with parents, I returned to Pune. It was late and dark, and yet, somehow, I felt happy and free. There was no agitation about whether I would get an auto or whether I would meet a freak on my way home. There were simple merry plans of having dinner alone and walking back, if nothing was available.
This sense of secure belonging was a memento from my trip, I think.
Suddenly, I have this need to pay homage to all those who travel the world – who feel at home on so many, many parts of the earth.
It’s great to look back to see how many steps you have taken, and understand that none of them have been on a ‘strange’ land.
This sense of secure belonging was a memento from my trip, I think.
Suddenly, I have this need to pay homage to all those who travel the world – who feel at home on so many, many parts of the earth.
It’s great to look back to see how many steps you have taken, and understand that none of them have been on a ‘strange’ land.
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Initially those places are 'strange', but then gradually it becomes 'a home away from home'. :)
I plan to go to Ganapati Pule some time in January or so...
Hi Sanjay,
Yes..it's all about being open...
Hey ameet,
Home is where the heart is, i suppose...and you take that with you everywhere, don't you? :-)
Yes...such info would be helpful! I'll email you soon. Also, it would be great if you give me an idea on what kind of a budget I should have to go there.
(Will most probably be going there with a pal.) Again, thanks a lot for the help. :-)
like you sometimes talk about those cravings for red meat; i have those kind of cravings for home. like today. i have looked around at everyone and wondered and wondered why dont i seem to fit in. (i, most often, dont feel out of place.)
ah! for a nourishing trip to back home!
It can be hard, na? It'll get better - much, much better. :-)