I have in the past 16 years lived in three different cities.
I have lived more than four years in all these cities and have loved each for its very character. I have lived in Delhi the longest after I started my career as a journalist and I love the city still.
For the past six months I have been living in Bangalore, the IT capital of India. And I am already hating the place. I have not developed any lasting ties with this city despite having one or two close friends. I guess it is more to do with the fact that I am more often than not homesick.
Even the work place is not very exciting and it is more of a drab place.
I am often left wondering if it has anything to do with the fact that I am having a mid-life crisis @ 40 years.
I badly want to get out of the city and wander around this vast country with not a worry about my next meal.
I hope that itch for taking off does not become acute in the coming months.
Even my mother is worried about my threats of quitting my present job in the middle of a imminent downturn in the economy.
I am myself not too worried about this aspect.


