Anuscha is away for the week so I stayed at Nischy’s place the other night. I had the leftover biriyani for supper (the biriyani I was eyeing the previous day but was too stuffed from lunch to ask if I could have it then!), we watched tv, chatted a bit and went to sleep. As Nisch and I tried to find a comfortable spot with equal share of the blanket I thought about the past year and my life at the moment.
It has been a momentous year and half, but I think I have finally settled into lifestyle in Jbrg. But the one thing that has been bugging me is the issue at home and its current state of death. I didn’t realize how much it has affected me until that night, when for the first time in ages I felt like I was home. There was such a strong feeling of peace and calmness that I could feel the tension just slip away, unknown tension that I had built up over the weeks and months, tension that woke me up every morning in a rush of anxiety and alertness, tension that just disappeared the following morning into nothing.
So, another sub-point to add to the main reason of moving to CT.. sweet freedom!
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