home....

Just felt a little sad today. Two of my best friends left for their homes, and almost everybody seems to ask me the same question : why aren't you going home? By the way, we have a 4 day break here. I put logic before feelings and reply with the same answer every time : what will I do at home for ONLY 4 days? Now, there has been some sound reasoning behind my reply:

1. There is a severe electricity crisis back at home.

2. I will be in train for almost 30 hours.

3. Some work which can be done only when i am here.

Having said that, my heart aches for home and the above 3 points will obviously be defied when i would see my parents :)

Somehow, I have come to terms with the fact that I am way from my home. From now on the time when I want to see my parents will be controlled by my location, work etc. rather than my wish to experience the sheer happiness I get at the place where I spent some of the best years of my life.