48: Not Enough

17 Feb

I cannot feel luckier when I say that my visits back home are overwhelming. Apart from literally fighting to squeeze time with family together, sometimes even bordering on being overbearing with each other, there’s always so much to do, so many to meet and to catch up with. No amount of time feels like its enough.

I’ve already been here a while and it feels like I’ve been here forever and haven’t done as much as I could have. Even after a million auto and cab trips down, there’s this sense of incompleteness sometimes; like maybe I haven’t done everything that I came here to do. Bangalore is where my everything lay and where a considerable chunk of my everything still does lie. It’s an overwhelming experience to meet the people you wanted to meet, do the things you wanted to do, and make time for your own self. This time, especially so.

Today I’m exhausted. But ever so thankful, grateful, and just yeah, thankful some more.


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