A decade of a lifetime

I came to the US 10 years back with a lot of baggage 2 suitcases of memories and a carry on of 26 years of me It took a while to unpack and organize into a new life Had to revamp,reorganize,reconsider Some stuff I had to decide to cherish put away in a box in a corner of my heart locked safe Some stuff just had to go.... Slowly got a new wardrobe of life Trying to fit into the new me, while still holding on to my old self Sometimes did splendid,sometimes failed miserably,sometimes just about OK Over time this new me became a part of me, could not tell between the two Slightly confusing,slightly unsure,slightly awkward but taking form Driving my life on the other side of the road no longer right or wrong Just following the
law of the land
After 10 yrs going back to where it started completing the full circle and the metamorphosis Again carrying a lot of baggage 3 beautiful precious treasures and a man worth his weight in gold Leaving behind a family that is just as close to my heart as the one i had left behind when I came here Friends I thought i could never make and keep for a lifetime Memories that no album can hold or video can record Etched on this heart and mind forever When i left India I loved my country,my people,my family, my friends When i leave the US I love my country, my people,my family, my friends To me it is truly the same I feel no difference I know it is hard to believe but it is how I feel I missed Diwali, I will miss Christmas I missed Holi, I will miss Halloween I missed the Mumbai rains, I will miss the NJ snow I missed the pav vada, bhel puri, bhajias I will miss the subs, bagels and pretzels I missed the Indian music,clothes,lifestyle I will miss the American music,clothes,lifestyle I missed my apt and the high rise I will my home and the huge yard AND YET I KNOW FOR SURE THIS TIME AROUND I HAVE THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS AND THEY HAVE THE BEST OF ME I AM LIVING MY DREAM, LUCKY ME !!

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  1. KimiFebruary 7, 2013 at 4:16 AM

    Moving to Pune, India after 10 yrs of living in New Jersey, USA

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