Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Away From Home!

I have cursed my luck to be born in a land so humid,
The place that probably is the reason for my life being torrid.
This might be why I overlooked what it gave me,
A lot more than just the food which happens to be yummy!!

This city which acts as a culinary of cuisines,for a foodie like me
Beats the the kitchens of the world put together to mere shame.
Blame me not for the highly inflated bias,
As this place offered home to me during the worst.

I can go on endlessly as to why I love this place called home,
But still my mind desires a need for change, to a place like Paris or Rome.
It is not hatred that makes me want to move out of here,
But rather because-It's absence would make me love this place more.

With my family and friends succumbed to it's roots,
I would love to come back here when my mission starts.
It might be long from now, as I would like to live like a king,
In this city where my life made it's beginning.

For now, all I want to do is rush out of here,
To start my career in a corporate where I can find my peers.
I know it's going to be long from now to get there,
Until then it;s time to relish the city and the love of the ones here.