The longest Journey is the Way Back Home

The very thought of going back home to your family does wonders!
My heart and my mind are dancing with joy...
Familiar grounds, familiar people, familiar town, familiar smiles,
My hometown, My Calcutta, My City of Joy...

Here I come.

120 days without you, Oh! How tough it's been...
I cannot believe how the tiniest things have been mattering to me.
The smell of home, the streets filled with lights,
little kids running around, what a delight!
Little groups of teenagers, hanging out for 'chai',
the older generation, taking walks around Maddox square.

The rustling sound of trams, and the honking cars...
'Maruti', the universal name for all four-wheeled automobiles.
Victoria romances and Nicco Park adventure,
South City's cram jam and endless days of wonder.

When will I be home again?
Why is the journey back home so long?
When will I get to see them,
See my wonderful days that passed by like thunder?

Every time i think of the plane hitting the ground, my heart skips a beat,
I cannot help but wonder, how have my folks been?
Time doesn't seem to pass by quick,
I wait and wait, and I get no sleep,
Sleepless night awaits, but I am in a dream.
A dream where I am already home,
Sitting by my Mom... Sitting and waiting for her to look at me,
for her to turn around.
It is a pleasant dream, which often turns to nightmare...
when will I be home? When will my mother turn around?
My heart seeks again and again for the warmth of a joyous abode.

Max Mueller Phuchka wala, neighbour wali aunty,
thousands of secrets to share with my bestest friend,
home-cooked food, television to no end...
Waiting to be back home, just sitting and waiting for the night to end.
What will I do when i step inside the door?
How will I react when I see my family?
Will my eyes weep with tears of joy?
Or will they witness something more divine?

Time seems to have siezed, as if my life was themed with Carpe-diem,
I can't wait any more to be home,
I can't wait longer to get back all the love, care, and the happiness syndrome.

It's true, the longest journey, is the way back home.