Away from home, who's your most dialed ?
As I near the milestone of completing one year in Bangalore, a little introspection session began in my head. Away from home, who's your most dialed? “Maa,” I replied without hesitation. “Most texted?” came another question. “Muma,” (Yep, she's upgraded to having two titles.) “And most missed?” the third question popped up like an uninvited guest. “Again, Muma,” I said softly, my voice fading just a bit. Then came the silence. Not awkward, but reflective, the kind that’s loud enough to pull you into deep spiral thoughts. "Why is it always her?" The answer felt as vast as it was simple: because she’s my anchor, my constant, my home . No matter how old I get or how independent I think I’ve become, she’s the one I keep orbiting around. I have been living away from home since I was 16. Life feels different now. At 16, leaving home was just a fun bus ride away. If homesickness struck, I could be home by dinnertime. But now, at 22, living in Bangalore, home feels like a far...