Bangalore & the art of gaining weight

There is no place in the world like home sweet home. Even before I step foot in Bangalore there is a new wave of happiness, I can hardly wait in that airport. Waiting for the clock to make its move, nope it doesn’t, it wants play with me. Even in the flight when it approaches Bangalore there some urgency in me just to peep outside the window to check if Bangalore has changed. Believe me u can hardly make any difference but still I do it.

As soon as the flight lands in Bangalore, my mind is normally flooded with thoughts about ur family, home, friends & many other things. Travel back from devanahalli (aka Airport) to my Bangalore (aka my home) is around 35Kms normally would take 40 long mins. On the way back home all I can notice is how much Bangalore has changed from the last time I came, ohh yaa this building wasn’t there last time. And few old buildings which are landmarked in ur recollections, brings back all the sweet memories. I am in front of my home, Nostalgic feeling all around.

Feels so good to be greeted by the people who love you more than you can imagine. That’s the best feeling in the world is just to know there are few people who care about you so much. The first thing mom says after seeing me, “beta you look so weak, you have lost weight”, funny considering I am 6 foot 2 inches nearly 93 Kilos & she thinks that I lost few kilos :)

The best apart being back home is the food, my mom treats me as though I have just returned from sudan ya Somalia who hasn’t had anything to eat properly for ages. She normally has cooking time table she has to prepare all the things I like before I head back. Just like sales target she has target in her mind. Before he heads back he should atleast put on 2-3 kilos. Normally she beats street expectation by miles!!

So guess what, I am still the most pampered kid in the home!! And even I like it :)