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tough word home. we are torn between the two worlds we call home. home is here, home is there. The passion probably never dies but the intensity of that desire changes with time. Some years its a fun trip.others its a visit to the aging parents, then there are those trips that one never wishes even for his enemies. I guess each person feels it differently. Some feel it more passionately than others and some feel it as a responsibility. I feel with every visit we are more confirmed of our thoughts in that time warp. Even that is different for each person. interesting read.
suparna.