Home Sweet Home
I came out of Chatrapati Shivaji Airport to be greeted by dust, noise, mad traffic and chaos. But that was what I wanted, which I had missed for the last 2 months. The well disciplined traffice in Britain/Canada didn’t interest me or the muffins, shortbreads for that matter. I wanted the hot , sultry tropical climate of India, the bumpy roads with crazy traffic, the spicy Punjabi food, tangy South Indian items and wholesome balanced – Maharashtrian thali. It made me feel AT HOME.
I was sweating in Mumbai’s humid weather, my tee-shirt stuck to me as a second layer of skin but it still seemed heaven. I felt secure. 🙂
Why ? For the simple reason that I missed my people, our food, my friendly neighbourhood, the feeling of being around your near and dear ones, the comfort feeling of being at a place that you have lived for the last 30 years – MY INDIA.
This feeling, I wouldn’t get elsewhere anytime…. However freindly, courteous were the Canadians and the British but I never felt secure as in my homeland.
I am back for good at last.