My India in my Heart Vs. the World in my Brain
It has been 7 years since I have been living in United States. I love this country, for what it has achieved. I love the quality of life that every resident can enjoy here.It makes me proud to be a part of its workforce, so creative and so smart. My day is full of constructive efforts being made to make beautiful things for my own as well as for the lives of those around me. It definitely feels fulfilling to end everyday with the peace of consciousness that something fruitful was done today. It is truly a land of my work, if I call it in Hindi, my "karama-bhumi". But then, when I am in my bed, in deep silence, floating around in my thoughts, letting my brain notice my heart...I find an emptiness, there surely is a hole in there....a spot that is vacant, where is my home? Have I indeed returned home after my day of work? Or am I just on a long work tour, yet to get back home after I am done. But when? I don't know...... What am I truly seeking to achieve? Can't say!