The protracted departure from Pune is taking a toll on me. Used to swift and sudden travel, knowing the fact that I have to get going, yet realizing it is another 2 weeks away is draining on the emotions. I find myself thinking wistfully about developments and instances in great detail - which is harmful, as I need and want to get a move on from here. Brainless chatter and too many teas and coffees replace the high energy work environment, tough to deal with.

The above is surprising. Just back from a relaxing break - climbed the highest peak in the Sahyadris - Mt. Kalsubai and had a lot of fun around the trip out from Mumbai. Being back in the hills in always rejuvenating, though the wallpaper back at work from the Himalayas brings back a flood of memories that is not 'dam-ed' by the Taare Zameen Pe songs.

Added to the hol, have been lucky and successful in smaller but nevertheless important things. Yet, it's still like a batsman who is promising with a string of 30something scores but is waiting for the floodgates to open and yes lady luck to smile on him.

At the end of the day though, even though a little misty eyed, I am reassured - after all I AM going home! Ha!