Heart Beats......

An Independence Day spent outside India working for foreigners.
Umhh.........
Fate of life.
I start missing things more and more by each passing day,
Umhhh.... :(
Life just rolls on.
It is a beautiful experience to be in a foreign land.
Live with them and work with them.
But then in the night when everything is said and done,
Sitting with a bottle of beer,smoking cig. which i have stopped counting.
It is not of much surprise when i think about people who leave their families and settle down abroad.
In search of something, something already precious is being lost.
As the saying goes 'To get some,we got to loose some'.
Feel of india itself is so magical i guess...
I meet a lot indians who r so happy to talk to somebody from their own country.
But they have been leaving here for the best parts of their lives....
Well lot of crap running in mind.
Got some time,
Thought of writing the strange yet so common feeling tht i get these days.
Still got to finish work and then hog onto some food and get sloshed drinking beer.....
But still Missing India.......................