Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Complexity

Lots has happened the past months. M.S.Subbalakshmi died. So ironical since, my last post was about her. The tsunami has destroyed countless lives. We went skiing at -15 degrees celsius. So many times the past few days, I yearned to write- in vain.
I am 24 now. A year older and none the wiser. I now have my veena and its mere presence provides great pleasure to me. Reminds me of home. Got malagapodi from amma..Have to start studying. When, I wonder?
I am missing my family obsessively. I imagine amma's reaction to hot water coming out of the tap, appa's enthusiasm for the wide and lush green spaces to walk in, rags delight to 24/7 internet connection. I imagine seeing them in the airport when they come to receive me. Just the mere thought that I will see them sometime soon seems unreal. I am counting days and have already begin making a list of things that I would want to buy for them. I believe I am fated to live a life where I miss someone or the other. It might seem romantic with a bittersweet quality but trust me the bitterness is overwhelming.
Soon..

Subbu

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