Misplaced nostalgia
Monday, June 22nd, 2009….Learning new values takes a bit more time but surprisingly adjusting to life has become ongoing activity.Suddenly visiting our home town looks like a tough task whereas, enjoying exotic places become favourite past time. The weather forecast start acting as an integral part of the daily system and yes, you start liking the Dumb Doner shops which you have not seen so often in Mumbai. My friends ask me trivial question “Kya re , kab aa raha hai India?” but I find it difficult to answer. How do I tell the answer that what am I missing in London , meeting friends over nakas, eating Pav Bhaji at the roadside, cracking parties, fights with my sister,bike races on the highways, speeding the car on bumps and the list is endless. It is really hard to convince that I am alright as it never impresses my mom.The other side of this has different story to tell. Buying gizmos and staying with the state of the art technology becomes your habit. You don’t think twice to join the expensive gyms or visit stunning food joints. You start marking the calendar with Halloween, Good Fridays and start making big out of your long weekends. You have accepted the way it works but everyone of us end up saying, ‘But I miss my country’, the emotional setback that keeps running in your head.
- Pranav K., Mumbai – London