October 12, 2004
Coming home to India is never an easy experience. It is fraught with conflicting emotions that are often exhausting. I never realised how living outside India can sanitise one's life. And coming back home, where life screams full-throat from roof tops, can shake oneself out of a stupor. I'm absorbing every minute of my holiday so that I can play it back in slow motion once it is over. More later.
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I have never been the one to browse blogs but the few succint but still hard hitting lines I have read of your blog has really ignited one of those joys in my heart which are near impossible to describe...(something like walking in the rain as a kid knowing that your mom will scold you for it but still knowing that the pleasure was just too much to give up). You write so truthfully from the heart that I simple cannot find words to measure up to praise your thoughts and wariting. It just touches the heart
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