Last night I packed my bags, left home, and come to Pune. So, no papa cooked breakfast or mummy nagging me “drink milk” today. Now I am packing my life to shift out of Vimannagar. So, no more living within walking distance from PVR or looking at airplanes take off in the evening. Yeah yeah! I will have a new life I will grow equally fond of soon, but I worry. I can’t handle this temporality. Lately, I have been feeling like I am leaving more and reaching less.
