5 to go

I never imagined I would blog on this topic ....ever...
The feeling of going home.The feeling of going home after a year and a half.Too long for some, pretty early to go back for some but to me I think this is the time , the right time to go back.To see my own people, to meet those buddys from school, to rejoice in glory of the city streets and to relish reciepes devoured.
There are sort of really mixed feelings.On one hand is the joy of leaving for home while on the other it's the constant nagging thought that I would have to come back to this life pretty soon.
'My best friend's wedding!'.Another wonderful proposition.I cannot believe it.Just that it's going to be even more difficult not to think of my singlehood with twenty two aunties pouring over their extended offers for match making for instance...oh dear you have to meet this guy, he is in michigan and he is a doctor...and you know what he is also paints so well ( almost makes me think that buy one get one free). Well i say to myself then....If he is so good why don't you get him married to your own daughter?????????? Anyways the point is I wonder how much I will enjoy the various weddings I will attend because of this very reason.
Other than that I am longing to meet my parents, hug my sister and yes be with my Grandmas and talk to them for hours together about the big bad world seven seas afar...............
I am longing to drive my bike (yes it's not a moped, it's a geared bike!!!!!) and I am longing to eat a Dosa at Vaishali (the place where I spent my Fergusson days) and yes the most most important of all , I want to smell that smell of the streets, the raw scent of the dust in the air and the wild breeze.I want to haggle with a roadside vendor and rejoice in my victory.Foolish me, I want to eat on the streets and travel second class by train...I want the discomfort , I want the pain.
May be that is what I have been missing out on.That is precisely what you don't get here and are so used to.
I want to climb a hill (Illinois is just flat plains...........No i am not joking there is not a single hill here................just FLAT FLAT LAND) and yes I want to be ME. I just want to be me.Without the fear of someone judging me, without the roles to play and examples to set.Without being the boss and the employee, without being the student and on the indian student association committee.I just want to be me.
So here's a toast to my return and here's some hope that i get all i dream. Little did I know how the time flew by.Just five more days for me to fly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!