Sunday, July 8, 2012

A Tale of Two Cities

It’s like courting two guys at the same time. When you’re with one, you miss the other. Never really belonging to either, yet a part of both.

For four years now, I’ve been flitting between two cities Hyderabad and Bangalore. Two darling cities, but can’t really settle down in either. I love them both, but can’t make up my mind as to where I’d live.

Today while it was raining, the rustic smell made me think that Hyderabadi monsoon is like a long-lost love. It’s like romance with a hint of sorrow. And the rain of Bangalore, well it’s like the start of courtship – young, carefree and exciting.

One city has been the rock around which I built my life. Made me what I am, and told me who I was and what I wanted to be. The other unraveled all I had learnt. Showed me what life really was, and what I really was not.

I change between two completely different personalities when I travel between them, and yet both sides of me are special to me. One I respect, other I cheer for.

I wonder when this will end, and I wonder who I shall be.

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