12 & 1/2 years ago when I got married to my dearest hubby, little did I know that he was very serious about moving back to India in the future. I had hoped that it's a phase and as time will pass we will decide to stay in the US forever. Eventually over the years as I started making trips to India every summer to visit my parents, I realized that as a daughter(-in-law), the priceless gift I can give to our parents was the joys of spending their time with the grand kids. The kids got so attached to the grand parents, that I didn't think it was such a bad idea to move back. After all this is where I spent the first 21 years of my life.
As the time to move back was approaching, I wanted to trap all of my priceless memories in NJ from the past 12 & 1/2 years. Didn't know that I would get so attached to that foreign land, that I would be thinking so much before returning back to my homeland. I think more than the place itself, it was what I was leaving behind. I had made some really good friends. And I was sure I would miss them a lot. Although the world has become one big global nation, it's still not the same like sharing a conversation over coffee with some of my closest friends. And though I would hate to admit, I think somewhere in my heart I thought moving back was like going back in the past instead of moving on into the future.
It's been 2 & 1/2 months since we moved here in Bangalore, I am still not settled. The kids are definitely settling in. I am glad they are. I don't want them to go through the same emotional turmoil that I am going through. I am still trying to find my solace and happiness here. Prasad says give it some time. I am just not sure how much....
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
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