a place somewhat like home

So, am back. Singapore is now firmly home. Well, as firmly as a place will hold an itinerant and wanderlusting (no, there isn't such a word!) couple. But, yeah, Singapore is for now the place to rest my head. In the past month, I've been to Mumbai, then to Bangalore, to Mumbai again, Egypt, (the Nile, Abu Simbel, the pyramids and all that) Mumbai and now, Singapore again. So, been kind of on my toes. Lots of fun, lots of excitement.
And I think what's made it extremely exciting is the fact that all along Debkanya (now officially and socially known as Mrs. Vyavaharkar or if you like I'm now known as Mr. Dhar... :p) has been just as ready to jump on a tonga, or a bus or a cruise ship as I am. And I can't tell you how much joy there is, in taking a trip (even if it's just to Dharavi) with a person who travels just for the sheer joy of it. So, yes, it was a fantastic time.
Anyway, so, now responsibility will be a buzz word. What do I make of it? Well, it's a lip smacking prospect. To live up to the expectations of the people I care about, who'll be expecting me to stick to the same standards that we've seen our parents achieve. Now, how's that for a challenge. Of course, it doesn't mean that you won't catch me stumbling around, muttering something about Rahul Dravid or Bjorn Borg. But you get my drift...
Also, the word 'family' and its notion has been extended to include so many more amazing people.
Home is where the heart is. Home is now three places. Mumbai, Bangalore and Singapore. Mumbai for being the home of the Vyavaharkars, Bangalore as the home of the Dhars, and Singapore for being the first home of the Dhar-Vyavaharkar partnership.
So, we don't know where we're headed. I don't know where I'm headed, but at least there's a place to go back to every day, and whether it's Singapore or Aswan, the best part is not where it is, but who's at home. No, and I don't mean me!