If your absence goes unnoticed, if you are not missed by those around you, does it mean that your presence was a sheer passing moment?

Home is where your heart lies....

This is the second time in the last couple of months that I have landed up in Kolkata. The first one was a nicely planned vacation of 10 days. Needless to say, I had a great time.... Infact, great is perhaps an understatement. It turned out to be one of the most memorable visits home...

This time, however, it was very very different. I booked the flight one afternoon sitting in the my desk, 3 days before I left Hyderabad. I was complaining to a friend that I cant go to Mumbai 'cause I am broke. I really want to, but I cant, and so on..... And then I get a call from my mum. In the next 10 minutes, I have a ticket printed in my hand. And then it struck me.... Its never been about the money. I have never really cared about cash.... Its home calling!!!!
This pull itself is quite amazing. I have been out of home for years now. I do feel homesick once in a while. But I was always ok with not coming down more than once or twice a year. But this time, the pull seemed to be very very strong. I guess I can attribute it to this house of mine here. When I landed in Kolkata 2 yrs back, I was not sure whether I had done the right thing... leaving a job, great friends, an amazing city, and above all, my freedom behind. But I found something in this house, which I had not felt earlier. I felt peace..................
Today when I know we are about to leave this house, I feel I am parting from a very dear entity in my life. Saying bye has never been easy for me. This time, it is turning out to be more difficult..... This has been a true 'home' for me.... After all, like they say, home is where your heart is.....

Whats up?

Its something I asked myself today morning, since I woke up with a funny sense of uneasyness. I thought I had slept well, and it was dreamless (was it really though?). The cat didnt jump on me in the middle of the night. Nor did the random guy (I dont know where he is from and why he does this) come and ring the doorbell at five in the morning. I was reading a paperback before going off to sleep. So what is it that was bothering me?

It took me a little while to focus my thoughts. For the last couple of weeks, I have been experiencing intense intercations with a number of people around me for the past few days. And these experiences have gotten me thinking....

I guess I would be the million'th person to state that human beings are complex creatures. The novelty in this case is perhaps the discovery in my part. The way each one of us responds to those around is very unique. But if you look closer, you will definitely notice a pattern. What I have also noticed is that, this thread of commonality becomes a part of a group behaviour, and may become a collective response pattern.

Or am I wrong? Is it that the simple explanation for this pattern that I claim to exist is that I meet too many people of the same kind? And they have simipar responses to similar situations?