Its yet another beautiful Friday.... Fridays are always beautiful... ask an IT professional and he will vouch for it...and the fact that I am not at my workstation makes it more beautiful...
Its 6:10 in the evening...and here I am peeping through the window of my seat...The wheels move fast to faster...acceleration kisses its zenith...the engine moves vehemently....and I feel nostalgic as the train moves closer and closer towards my destination...my home!!!
Always wondered what power does the place “Home”have?
Big enough you may grow up....you might have all the luxuries of life...you might be living in the most exquisite place on this earth...but no other place can replace the tangibility you have when you are back at your home town...your home where you have spend your entire childhood...
I have spent major part of my life...rather I should say my teens (for life has just begun for me) away from home...Be it junior college...my graduation...and even now I have been a hosteller...away from home...and perhaps this has made my attachment towards home rather less...this doesn’t mean I don’t love my family...but the fact that I don’t need to talk home daily...for I have literally seen people talking home daily...and I have seen people falling homesick...and missing home miserably...
But yes....going back to my home always makes me feel happy...it excites me...exhilarates me... enriches me....Staying a week at home fills me with new vim and enthusiasm...it makes me feel green and newly born...it’s like a stimulating dope after months of hard work...
Now as I fall short of word to express my feeling which is perhaps boundless....
I look outside the window...and I am lost...lost in the ecstasy of nature...the beautiful weather and needless to say my thoughts intoxicates me....so now I put my pen to rest...as I enjoy my trance...
All I want to say is I am happy...enjoying this reflex...for Home I am coming!!!