A new beginning

I've moved. Lugged my belongings across to RT Nagar.

Nestled in far, far away land, I suddenly find myself travelling in dirty rickshaws to work. And with escalating petrol prices, I might soon find myself in crowded buses. It's all too sudden and distant for me.

Even though Cox Town introduced me to the harsh realities of life -- villainous landlord, sneaky maids and a sleazy neighbhourhood, I still miss my Cox Town 'home'. I miss the luxury of reaching work in less than 15 minutes. I miss being so close to civilisation and I miss toilets that are easy to flush.

I've always detested change, of any kind. Once I settle in, I am happiest being in my cocoon, even if it means living in hell. Which is why I guess I was happily miserable in a bumpy relationship for nearly seven years! I take the BIG step only when pushed to the edge. Even a trip back home, sees me emotionally drop on the day I have to leave. It's not only because I will be homesick and blah, but also because it means, I have to shift back to a different routine.

For now, I sleep on the floor, on a flithy mattress with no bedcover. It's only been two days, but I find myself disconnected. When I walk in, I quickly scan the rooms, the kitchen, the bathrooms. Guess it will be a while, before I make this new apartment, my home. And I pray it will remain 'home' for a long time to come. Don't want to deal with 'sudden' changes!