It’s very simple. I miss that city in a way that’s very hard to explain. I have no complaints about Hyderabad, in fact, I really like Hyderabad (Dublin’s not even included in this list). But sometimes, a wave of nostalgia sweeps over me. At that moment, I almost feel like someone’s tearing my heart out. It sometimes feels like pretty strong emotions to have about a city. But I do. I’ve spent some of my best moments there, memories that bring a smile to my face. Its almost like a fierce sense of belonging I don’t think I will experience anywhere else. Its home.
But somewhere down the line, I feel like there’s been a paradigm shift. This I guess is only a normal transition, ‘cos other than a couple of my friends, most of them don’t even live there anymore. My life’s settings have now changed to Hyderabad. My family has always lived there, but that is a different equation all together. With such rapid changes happening in the city, I almost feel like I won’t know the place anymore in a few years time. And that kinda freaks me out. My friend and I were discussing moving back to Madras a few days back. We said we would both move back to Madras and get our own apartment. Though it was something we mentioned in passing, it got me thinking. The more I thought about it, the more perfect it seemed! This is probably not going to happen for another few years. But this time, maybe I’ll live by the beach 🙂