Jet lagged and sleepless, I wonder if there is something called a destination . I landed home precisely 24 hours ago and I feel like Ive embarked on another journey. It may be just the jet lagged sensation , but as the day dawns, I start moving on again. Except that the journey is largely in the mind and the setting is familiar.

Coming up soon : My posts from my US trip


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