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.