nest hopping

Will be going home for just 4 days. Don’t have any more leave left! My parents are scared of the sweltering heat here so they would not come to visit me. So following the adage” If the mountain does not come to Mohamed than Mohamed shall go to the mountain”, i have decided to go there instead.

Next month, i would be shifting base again. Conflicting emotions. On one side, the excitement of being with him again; on the other side, the pain of leaving everything behind. Life over there is too organized for me to really enjoy. Not much of running around. No challenges to face. Maybe with him i would like it better.

But I would miss everything around-the heat, the dust, the crowd, the fight for everything. i would miss the project – the bantering with S, nagging and bullying everyone, of playing the big sister to all kids around. i would miss the security of knowing that home is just some hours away, i would miss my family, miss the crazy times with my sister. Boo hoo….

But, I have to pack up my bags and fly, yet again, from the safety of my nest.