And the countdown starts again. To the end of another year. Time for reflections again. And I set my eyes on going home again. What better way of ending a year and starting another one. With every passing year away from home my yearning to go back now and then just increases. Again I will weigh my losses and gains against my sorrows and joys of the year.

Mom has gotten into this habit of asking me everytime we talk "Are you happy Raga ?" :-) And I always say "Why do think I would'nt be ?"