Missing F1 and Mum and Dad and Bangalore and Home
Two posts in one day. Surprise surprise! Well technically its the next day already for me. But for some of you its not. I blame this to Facebook. Reminded me of things I should not be thinking of or remembering or missing. But what to do, for the lack of a better or rather a new idiom (I should start reading again!), the grass is always greener on the other side.
I miss home. I sincerely do. Its been almost 2 years (give or take a few months) since I saw India and everything (I thought) I hated (loved). I long to go back. As I said earlier, I am stuck in a really expensive prison in a far off country (7200 miles from home to be precise.).
Well as the title says it all, I miss F1, mum and dad and bangalore and my dog and my room and my home and the BMTC buses and the hotels and the language and the list can go on but I really have to get back to my Java assignment.
Hope to get home soon. And maybe stay there forever. Maybe. Maybe not. Aah, the irony or life is to vacillate or not vacillate is the question, or is it?
I miss home. I sincerely do. Its been almost 2 years (give or take a few months) since I saw India and everything (I thought) I hated (loved). I long to go back. As I said earlier, I am stuck in a really expensive prison in a far off country (7200 miles from home to be precise.).
Well as the title says it all, I miss F1, mum and dad and bangalore and my dog and my room and my home and the BMTC buses and the hotels and the language and the list can go on but I really have to get back to my Java assignment.
Hope to get home soon. And maybe stay there forever. Maybe. Maybe not. Aah, the irony or life is to vacillate or not vacillate is the question, or is it?
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