Wandering of a vagabound
Date: 1/15/07
Writing from a foldable bed, my bed for two and half year, which best captures my state of transience. And my stay in US for last four odd years has seen me change fifteen address ( it also surprised me, I thought the count would have been few less). But the good thing is somehow I am getting comfortable with this constant state of movement.
But with the though comes a more poignant thought of more important mental search for a place I could really call home. A search that started early and though when younger I still relish the urge to see the world, and after seen a bit of it, I look at that adolescent desire in different light. But more importantly how my shifting place which I could call home has decided my desire for trying to stay there, though so far with not much luck. Maybe a big reason of my resignation with Vagaboundness of my life
It all started early. Growing up as a non Bengali in a Bengali neighbour hood. And thought to certian degree I also considered myself a Bengali especially culturally and intellectually but a subtle rejection by localities brought an uncomfortable alienation. The trips to UP, filled the void. And I still remember how I wanted to study in Delhi to feel at home. But I never mentally felt at home at UP, in a more rustic ethos of the place.
But instead of studying in Delhi I landed in Goa, the start of travelling life. And suddenly the home I never felt highly comfortable soon became so important, maybe because of home-sick that was inseperable part of distancing my place. And missing of every Durga Puja added the chagrin of how much I liked those old days and wished I was home during Pujas, Diwali.
And after my first Masters though I tried a lot of Comanies, and as always being a cliff jumpers, I asked so many companies, but none wanted to travel so far... So stayed in Goa minus good freinds in Pune...
Then try to change job Pune, hearing how batchmates were having so much fun... With all great freinds there and I alaone here, and minus binge drinking felt I wanted to be someplace else.
And I finally got a job, but maybe few months late, or should I say whenever I wated somethign I did not get it, but I got it when I did not need it..

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