Heartfully Holding
Song & Notion - Where Does The Good Go I hoard. I lug. And eventually, I tire. About a year ago today, my life traveled across the Atlantic ocean for over two months and finally reached my home in Mumbai in an unbroken, unharmed condition. My life meaning my stuff stuffed in two large boxes (Ok fine, and a suitcase too!). And this was after I myself had traveled back with three fully-loaded suitcases in my last trip from the US, after having wrapped my life up. And let it also be known that the final trip was after having already dumped the first load of my things in two bags in my penultimate trip from the US to India. The final piece of information I would like to add hither is that NONE of all this stuff included any utensils or furniture. So it must be clear to you by now that I come with a lot of baggage. A complete cliche´, I know, but it's true - literally and figuratively. It's quite embarrassing that after living the life of a consultant ...