I never thought I’d actually miss my people.
For reasons I don’t want to elucidate, my parents and my brother are in Bombay and my sister is with my Maasi in Chandigarh. Meanwhile, I’m living in a PG in Delhi, craving one of those family dinners that have everyone dissolving in peals of laughter.
Conferences over Skype just aren’t the same.
I was thinking the other day and I realised that I’ve moved out of home. For good. I mean, I’m never going to live at my parents’ home, now. After under-graduation, there’ll be post-graduation. Then, I’ll be working and living in a flat of my own. Till I find my soulmate [I still have my doubts about this], at least.
Feels strange.
