Love knows no boundaries

Hello dear friends! I think I should be awarded "The laziest blogger of the world" seeing how I manage to write mostly one blog per year. While I hate not updating my blog more often I guess I'll just let you all believe that I am very busy and hence can't find enough time to sit and write. Which is partly true. A lot has been happening at my end and I am not sure if its for good or bad but I am going along with the flow.

I moved to India last August and started living with my family again. Which by the way is good and bad. Good because I don't have to worry about running household errands like cooking, laundry, grocery shopping, etc. And bad because now I have to live like a real human being! Other than that I also have a full time job here which keep me very busy and highly motivated all the time. Oh! and did I mention also highly entertained! I have been blessed to always work with fantastic people so far and I hope it continues. But amidst all the action going on, I really, truly miss New York. I miss my friends obviously, the life style, the food, but most importantly I miss the city itself. It's strange how one can fall in love with a city but I bet you if you are from New York or have ever lived there or even visited you will know what exactly I mean. The city has some vibrance and exuberance that no other city shows or well at least I haven't yet seen anywhere else (and I have traveled quite a bit.) I miss walking past Times Square, I miss walking past the bakery shops in Astoria, I miss Sunday brunch with my buddies, I miss going out and eating Korean food and walking around NYU, I miss hanging out with Miss. Woo, and most of all I miss my "my time." You know like sitting in a park and having lunch or reading a book, or just going for a run or just walking home from the subway every night after work. Now I know a lot of you might feel "big deal, you can do all this in India!" and my answer to you is yes I can, but I am not going to let you decide how and what I feel about missing a place I have called home! ;)

My other biggest challenge has been to cope with the change. Too much goes on within you when you move, you are leaving behind an entire life you have lived, the people, the place, the food, the work, it is difficult to say bye to all of it and walk a ahead. It is especially difficult when you are leaving behind the people you love, people who have become and integral part of your life. I have met the most wonderful people in New York who became my own little family there and the youngest member of my family is my friend SSR's dear daughter. When I was leaving she was 2 and a 1/2 years old and I was super worried that this child is soon going to forget me. It's strange how we feel about people, especially children in our life. Before leaving I had told SSR that I am going to feel extremely sad if her daughter forgot me after I was gone but SSR promised that she will not let that happen. (While her assurance comforted me I wasn't totally convinced that it would be possible. Like come on even adults forget people they don't see very often then how was I expecting a little child to remember someone she wasn't going to see at all for I don't know how long!

A year and a couple months have gone by since I came back and I am surprised each time I talk with my little angel. Not only does she remember me she also gives me the world's best "Hi." Just speaking with her makes me smile for days together. This little 3 and 1/2 year old has taught me that love knows no boundaries. You don't have to talk to the person you love everyday, neither do you have to meet that person often. When there is true love it just keeps the two people connected, you know that this person has touched your heart in a way that no one else can. It's funny to me how as we grow up we forget the true meaning of love, we forget that love is effortless and without expectations. Suddenly as we grow up love becomes this big larger than life thing where we feel pressured to do things and to keep the opposite person happy, and blah blah blah.

I am glad that from my love for New York city and my little darling I am reminded each day that if I want to love it has be like a child's love. A child's love for a toy, or a friend or for his/her parents or grandparents. Love cannot know boundaries, love cannot know practicality or convenience, you cannot think and love because when you love someone you simply, effortlessly do it. When you love you don't have to be with the person all the time, all you need to do is keep that warmth in you and know that come what may this person loves me unconditionally and without expectations.

I don't know when I will go back to New York or when I will see my little daring again, but I know that whenever that will happen a lot of things would be changed including me. However, I am assured that the special bond I share with New York and my little buddy will always be special and a reminder that being insecure leads us nowhere. Fond memories will always stay with me and make me smile.

Before I say bye, I want all my friends in New York to know that each one of you has touched my life in a very special way and even if we haven't spoken in a while now I do think of you and am greatful for all the time we spent together.

Hoping to see you all soon.

Love,
Subastar