These days, I do so much traveling that I don't even know where my home is. Till a couple of months ago, I was in NITK, Surathkal, near Mangalore, that beautiful Room # 125 in 8th block. You could say that I was definitely going to miss it and going home(?) wasn't something that I was very excited about. Nonetheless, I did go back to Kochi, which is the place I was born and brought up for 18 years...
Within a couple of days, some of my close college pals and myself went on a Goa trip for which I had to stopover in Bangalore, which is definitely another candidate for home... After Goa, I decided to go visit my dad who was in Chennai, Hyderabad and finally, now, in Mumbai in the last 3 years.
After spending nearly 2 whole weeks there in Mumbai where even my Mom and Grandma came, we flew back to Kochi today. Funnily, the flight stopped in Mangalore for half-an-hour and when we finally touched down in Kochi, it really felt that this didn't feel like home anymore...
I guess I feel more at home in my hostel room. Or maybe, the lovely apartment in Mumbaa... Anyway, the only thing I know is that, within a couple of months, I will be moving to Bangalore for my job and will be getting myself a new house. I will just have to wait and see when it turns into my home...
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