Writing after a long hiatus... this is perhaps the last blog of this year. I am with my family after a year almost. It's been 6.5 yrs since I left home. Lazy, lavish days tucked in a cozy corner called home, in one of the most crowded cities on earth. No, I don't miss the city or even my family... I have grown up to develop my own little cocoon. May be it's similar to a survival instinct, one becomes inert to the same things that she misses the most! But come September, and I start my search for cheap air tickets, rob myself of a mini-fortune and stare longingly at the departure date almost every remaining day.
Sometimes I wonder... had I stayed forever in the same cozy corner, would I been the same person I am now? Can I stay in my city for the rest of my life?

I don't know.

There are promises to keep and dreams to realize in this same city. But the self-centered isolated person I am, it's hard!
It's hard to live in peace in a place where you are accountable for every thing you do/don't do, where any unconventional thoughts/ideologies are taken to be aberrations, where people discuss "the-lives-of-others", where you need guts to follow your heart.

It wasn't the same when I was a child. I had this idea of a perfect world. That's why I made those promises and dreamt those dreams.


May be ignorance is bliss.