Being safe is being home.

I'm home. Feels great. Awesome actually. My mom's voice, dad's nagging. Haha. Perrfect. The kaamwali bai, constantly adoring me, my newfound shapely-ness. It's amazing. Dialled a few familiar phone numbers and heard a few surprised voices and felt incredibly close, distance does bring people closer. Eating mom's special dosas and paneer makhanwala, is the thing. And it's never going to fade. Met my best friend from school, and had loads of conversations over tiramisu and succulent blueberry cheesecake at Cafe coffee day also known as Brio's, the lovely, warm Brio's. Have a few surprises lined up, but let's see how this trip turns out. It's time to feel important. But most important, spent all days with my parents, and that's worth every second I'm here. Sigh. Home is home. You can never, ever beat this feeling.