The journey back home....!

This is a wonderful feeling... A mixed one... Where one's unsure of whether to be happy or sad...

The journey back home....!

Like a lioness who got a taste of blood, I was enjoying my new found freedom in California, away from home... My very first time away from home.. Actually being responsible for myself... It's an amazing feeling..

Before:
It churns your stomach
All day long, you whine !
Away from your loved ones,
The thought makes you pine...

Being able to fight with and come to terms with the fact that your family is way too far to be doing anything for you... To realise that you can do all that you wanna do and still staying sane... Allowing the fact to settle in, that the morals you were following so far were the values your family believed in; not having to stick to them cos your family isn't watching; and yet choosing to do so, cos the family has put enough sense into you to undersand that the values they instilled in you, made you a much better person than you would ever be if you had chosen to follow the beliefs you and your friends thought were 'COOL'...!

I mean, think about it! I am a 21st century girl, in one of the coolest and HEP-est places on earth-Bangalore, earning a decent amount which my family doesn't ask accounts for... I could probably do anything I wanted to do, and yet I remain sane... I make good friends, stay away from the evils, spend my money on the right kind of stuff, love my family for being the crazy people they are, go half the way around the globe to a totally new place, stay there for 3 months, and yet manage to come back without turning into much of a mess... Not too bad, huh?!

After:
Happy to be coming back,
But don't wanna leave,
I may not ever go back there,
The thought makes me heave...!

I was the happiest to be returning to Bangalore... But deep down inside, my heart felt a tug while I was bording the flight. It felt like I was leaving a piece of me back there in Aliso... I've met the most amazing people back there, learnt to live on my own terms, managed a home all by myself and Aliso had turned into a home away from home for me... Complete, with a different kind of family, a new set of friends, and a home I looked forward to coming back to, every evening. Now I can never walk down Grand park and walk into City lights...! But locked up somewhere inside, I brought a piece of Aliso Viejo back with me... To remind me at all times that I lived someplace, where the winds were chilling, but the hearts were warm, all around the year...!

Miss you, California!