They say you mustn't let go of your roots, even when you let go off your past.
True! Your roots are what define you. And even when you choose to let go, it doesn't let go off you.
I have had a very interesting past, where i was born in a city, and shifted to a beautiful hill station. Well, the education out there was outstanding, and the blue skies... marvelous!
Growing up, i had always wondered how it'd be growing up in a city.. and voila!
My family and i shifted to Bangalore!
We later on shifted to Pune.
Point being, when i went back to wellington, i hadn't realized where i was staying was such a "vacay" spot!
People from all over, came there, explored the place. And i merely sat and stared at the pedestrians passing by, lost in thought.
What is it about this place, that brings people here, from all parts of the world.
It's only when i made a trip back home this June, i realized what i seeing wasn't what i had seen earlier.
This trip, i call the "Goodbye Trip".
When i lost my father, i swore to myself, that i would close wellington's chapter from my life once and for all.
And i told myself i'd never visit that place. But surprisingly i did!
And, it was one of the best trips ever!
I went back home, and i actually relived every single memory from my childhood. Visited all the places, and you wouldn't believe it. I had my whole "dramatic letting go" scene.
When i lost dad, i told myself, i would let go, only when i get my dramatic sunset on a hill scene.
I suppose it was all God's plan.
I couldn't thank my mum enough, for letting me go on my own, back to the place i grew up.
Thanks mom <3 for everything that you've done for me, even after daddy left.
So, this one is for Wellington.
The place that reminds me of my father, my childhood, and a part of my previous life.
I hope to buy another place there, and visit more often.
I thought i could let go, but maybe a part of me, doesn't really wish to!
To Serenity and Peace! Amen, Wellington! xx
True! Your roots are what define you. And even when you choose to let go, it doesn't let go off you.
I have had a very interesting past, where i was born in a city, and shifted to a beautiful hill station. Well, the education out there was outstanding, and the blue skies... marvelous!
Growing up, i had always wondered how it'd be growing up in a city.. and voila!
My family and i shifted to Bangalore!
We later on shifted to Pune.
Point being, when i went back to wellington, i hadn't realized where i was staying was such a "vacay" spot!
People from all over, came there, explored the place. And i merely sat and stared at the pedestrians passing by, lost in thought.
What is it about this place, that brings people here, from all parts of the world.
It's only when i made a trip back home this June, i realized what i seeing wasn't what i had seen earlier.
This trip, i call the "Goodbye Trip".
When i lost my father, i swore to myself, that i would close wellington's chapter from my life once and for all.
And i told myself i'd never visit that place. But surprisingly i did!
And, it was one of the best trips ever!
I went back home, and i actually relived every single memory from my childhood. Visited all the places, and you wouldn't believe it. I had my whole "dramatic letting go" scene.
When i lost dad, i told myself, i would let go, only when i get my dramatic sunset on a hill scene.
I suppose it was all God's plan.
I couldn't thank my mum enough, for letting me go on my own, back to the place i grew up.
Thanks mom <3 for everything that you've done for me, even after daddy left.
So, this one is for Wellington.
The place that reminds me of my father, my childhood, and a part of my previous life.
I hope to buy another place there, and visit more often.
I thought i could let go, but maybe a part of me, doesn't really wish to!