my small hometown

residing in ghaziabad, living among malls, among night outs and parties....proximity to gurgaon, noida and delhi...among the happenings of the current booming economy of india..i am really living in the fast lane...
but something today made me look back at my hometown....my birthplace...pathankot. i am a small town guy. and i am proud of that. the hermit kingdom where everybody knows everybody....where the buses and trains stop basically to transgres to other important places like j&k and himachal...that is the place where i spent whole of mine childhood..where i went schooling and cycling for the first time. where i started dreaming about the world..started fantascizing big things..and grew up amongst the extreme of seasons....i love my hometown.
many people ask me where i am frm..and when i tel them that i am from pathankot, many of them dont know where it is..but inspite of being embarrased, a fleeting smile cross my lips evrytime it happens. a sudden view of all the places in pk come gliding in my mind, and i try to explain the location of the remote place, that they think is so close to border taht it is always bombarding there!! hahahaah...

but even in the midst of these thought, amidst my wi fi enabled campus, lovely surroundings, and up market crowd, i wonder when will i go to pathankot....when will i visit my home...and how many days of my life will i be able to spend there...besides doing my business...which cant be done there!!!

hmm...

i miss the walk from home to the chakki river ridge and view of sunset from there...

i grew up there...that are mine roots...and i am proud of that....