Going Home - Part 2

And then it happened. Everything started falling in place. I got the job offers I was waiting for. We got the family support we were looking for. Everything was perfect.

So we started packing. We started packing roughly around 4 years of our belongings that we had gathered in Singapore. But at the same time, unknowingly, we started unpacking the memories we had amassed while being there. Small anecdotes, silent chuckles, hyesterical laughters, memories of tastes of some dishes eaten for the first time there, shared memories and what nots started falling all over the house.

We started missing our good friends even while sitting with them, futilely guessing about the next time we would be able to sit with them again.

And then that question started getting stickier with time - where are we going, where is our home?

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  1. AnonymousJanuary 3, 2014 at 12:43 PM

    Completely expresses your emotions.

    I strongly believe in the idea of 'Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam'.

    Sometimes you become emotionally bias while making decisions but I am sure you have made this decision with a vision in front of you. But do let us know if you have found out the answer of your last question, 'where is our home?'.

    Amit Jain

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  2. AnonymousJune 27, 2014 at 8:53 PM

    I think finally you have the answer where you are moving :) :) I wish it will be a better place....

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