Got back this morning, from a trip to Cochin,Kerala, my home….i dont know whether it was the weather that did it, but my spirits are damp!! i dont know about others, but when i think ‘hometown’, the picture i get is what i saw last, and what i expect to see, i think subconsciously, is that picture plus a percentage of development added to it, i think thats where the flaw is, coz my idea of development is subjective…nyways, that got me to thinking abt the saying “home is where the heart is”… i certainly know my heart is there…., but that doesnt feel like home… yes, i am most comfortable there, but theres something missing…because home shouldnt leave you feeling melancholy…..i get reminded of the lyrics in a Lucky Ali song ” raste na badle, na badla jahan, phir kyon badalte kadam hain yahan…” and for
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