Aham Vyaktam

Am excited. Very excited. Counting the days has become counting the hours now. Am just 24 hours away from meeting my family. Am traveling to India in a couple of hours after a looooong gap of a year and a half. Here I am writing the blog from the SFO International airport. This is my first travel to home after coming to the USA. So the gifts for guys back home have got piled up in my baggages and I am glad am entitled to carry 70 lbs/bag.

Mom and dad say they cannot wait to see me. So am I. Me, being the only girl child for the entire family, I am expecting atleast 10 people to receive me at the Chennai airport. :-)
Its just gonna be a festival and I am gonna enjoy all the attention given. Mom had told me that she’s gonna prepare at least 3 dishes per day and my taste buds are so desperate to taste paruppu saadham with vandal rasam of mom, and yeah the urulai kizhangu fry and podimaas. Boyyy….I feel very nostalgic at the very thought of it. Mom has also ordered dad that its his responsibility to give me orange juice, tender coconut, dry fruits and cucumber daily. :-)

Excitement apart, am a lil scared coz my in-laws are going to meet me for the first time in person. Its pretty natural for any girl to have a cannot-be-explained feeling at this instance. Am not sure if they’ll like me or not when they see me. I have heard people say that am good at making first impression. It has worked out as far as my persona is concerned but am not sure if it’ll work when it comes to looks. I know my in-laws like me very much as a person and I hope looks shouldn’t matter. But still, I really pray they should like me coz its very easy to frame a dislike towards a person just by one very look at him/her. I have done that many a times. I really hope for the best and am sure they are going to like me.

Hari had come to drop me at the airport and a final hug from him as a bachelor was too much to resist tears and pulled the thought of meeting my family for my defense. Remember, I don’t like crying. May be he would have felt triumphant, had I shed some tears. :-)

On reaching there, I guess the first one hour would go in analyzing how and what I have become, how I have changed. Am sure to receive from mom the comment "whether or not my daughter is immune to diseases, she is for sure immune to gaining weight".

I’ll be reaching India at 1.30 early in the morning and I need to go for shopping after a few hours of dawn. I hope my jetlag wouldn’t be much of a hindrance. If it is too, I can’t do much about it, it is shopping and it is.

I am longing to go to my home and lay on my favorite sofa and watch tv. There’s no picturesque place than home. I need to go check what has happened to my rose plants. I need to go roaming in the neighborhood, where in I was considered the best girl. I might still be considered so, who knows. J I need to go meet my favorite tailor. I need to go to my favorite goddess in my favorite temple. I need to go the schools I studied, wherein the teachers, who taught me or not, remember me so well even today and tell my dad that I was their darling whenever he goes there for inspection. There are just too many favorites and very little time.

Okayyy…..preboarding for my flight starts now and am going with lots of expectations, emotions, desires, what not.

Am coming India!!!!