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There's something about the city you grow up in. When you see the local metro stations right before your train stops at the main railway station, you always have a smile on your lips. You have that longing for the train to reach its final station as soon as possible, yet you want to savor every moment, notice everything, and for this reason alone you want everything to happen in slow motion. Conflicting emotions, yet happy ones.

Then when you step out of the railway station, you look around for a few seconds just enjoying the fact that you are home. You take an auto rickshaw or board a bus and look at everything around you. Merely looking at the bus numbers too trigger memories.You suddenly become so observant that nothing escapes your eye. You want to locate every change that has happened in your city, and also make a mental note of what has remained the same. You just want to soak everything in.

After you've reached home and met your family, you want to roam around the familiar places that you always went to when you lived there. You dislike the same old things about the city that you used to, but you also defend it when someone else points it out. And, when some things change for the better you welcome it with all your heart.

You don't feel this way about any other city. You belong here. You love it here. And, many a days in another time, in another place you feel nostalgic and long for the place that saw you grow up.

xxRS

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  1. Yeah... it happens with everyone... there is something magical about the place one grows up... :)

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  2. talk about home-coming ratu!!!.....

    i guess u r able 2 appreciate and cherish such small sometimes considered insignificant things
    coz u come just 2-3 times a year 2 chennai. Guess staying away from home, unable 2 make frequent visits has it pros too! :-)( c how observant u hav become!!! )
    good 1 again + nostalgic.

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