Thursday, December 21, 2006

Home.. away from home...

I was pondering over my routine; a schedule so deeply entrenched in me by now, that everytime I am on a vacation, the body initially fails to respond; as I sipped at my piping hot coffee. Well, except for the fact that I didnt have to handle the daily vagaries of my boring office life and no weekend rounds of bridge to look forward to, not much was different. Ofcourse, the food tasted way better but then food has stopped the existential motivation it used to be.

What was I missing then? Why did it feel incomplete even though the heart said this is much better? Since when did I start things about Bangalore? Sumthing was ticking me off but I couldn't pinpoint what it was.

As I downed the last sip of my perfect coffee; it dawned on me.... Things were just picture perfect. They were as I hoped they would be. The net worked fine and the channels shifted as I wished. Food was yummmmmmm and coffees just about right. There was no bungling in the washing of clothes or ironing either. Life was in order; sumthing unthought of when u stay alone.

I was missing Ram, our servant dude with attitude.... I was missing the saccharine sweet tea or extra large pegs he poured when we drank... Missed the dal which tasted like chicken curry and vice versa; clothes being bungled and sorted out with great difficulty has been an amazingly engrossing activity now for the past 2+ years. I was used to my ironed clothes never makign it back to my closet and the fights and scoldings to Ram that followed.

Coming to think of it, I was missing the chaos and the order that exists within one. This chaos is self-prophesised and is inborn in most people that stay away. Dirtiness is a constant companion... we feel incomplete without filth around.. CLothes and papers lying around provide a cushion. We detest great food....Maggi with eggs is divine. We dont watch TV for the entertainment it provides... rather we entertain ourselves based on what we see and the fights we have to watch something specific.

Staying away from home makes you a different person; for better or worse.... Its a whole new world. As Ronald McDonald says, " I'm lovin it".........