Hometown saga

When I visited my native place Shimoga over the weekend I realised it may be last few months before I stop calling this place my home town. My folks may be coming down here to stay with me in those few months time. I seem to recall all those childhood memories - my first tricycle, first gang, first school, first prize, first bicycle & the accident etc etc....I also noticed how laid back and relaxed is the atmosphere there.. those beautiful hilly background.. that sweet tunga water.. those muddy roads.. Also the change time has brought upon our family and the surroundings. From being the little kid crying for every toy I see - to - crying all the way to that preschool - to - that fierce competition for standing first in the class - to - that public exams - to - that student studying far off and - to - being the professional.

So now its time to take some big decisions. Hope that Shimoga has taught me a lesson or two in taking them.