I miss you badly.....

Things are great here...
It is a heaven for so many overseas-longing souls...
Life is neat
Roads are angular
Instructions are clear
People are perfumed
Trees feel lot greener
No noise, silence is a virtue they cherish
Anything that a mind can imagine is available..
They have done so well for themselves....
Oh...so perfect..oh..so dream like
So dream like..... that i want to get up...want to be awake
And...
Feel the peace beyond the silence
Smell people beyond the Gucci’s and Armani’s,
Oh..how i miss the broken roads and the jerks and the laughter and the song with that..
How i miss stopping by the road for a cup of tea and pakodas served in dirty plates but beautiful hearts...
I miss the messy rain and the crowded road
I miss being lost on road and happening to a place and people by chance...
Oh... i miss my people ..our little happiness
Our ownership of each other, our togetherness
The thriving and palpitating life beyond all imperfections
The immense satisfaction with so many basic needs pending around the corner of life..
Miss the hope and zest that soon the dreams will be true..
Miss the option of dreaming ..and the excitement of being alive
I miss the sense of belonging...
very soon i will be walking out of the night of cold perfections..
Into the arms of your warm imperfections....my mother...my entity..my country...

I am so glad ...i have a choice....
i am coming home.