Where is home?

I love India, love chennai and love going back for a vacation as often as I can. When I came to do my Masters in the US, I wanted to go back within 6 months. I never thought this land would be home. Home to me was always back in India. When I went home after a couple of years later, I still knew my heart would always belong here. I thought this would never change - that I'll always be a visitor here in the United States and my "home" would be where I was born and brought up - India!

I was surprised to find myself proved wrong. The first visit after my marriage was a very short one, so I did not even have time to think or indulge myself in thoughts of any kind. My second trip after the baby was a slighter longer one -to celebrate the happy occasion of my dad's 60th birthday. I loved every minute of it and would not have given it up for anything,..... but that was the first time I started feeling a little uncomfortable after a couple of weeks. I suddenly realised that when I refer to home, I refer to my actual home in the United States- our first home that my husband and I bought together. Don't get me wrong - I am quite happy visiting India and love to stay there, but I no longer think of that as my permanent home. I get a feeling of uselessness by the third week in India - I feel some kind of irresponsibility just idling my time and as much as I though that would please me , it simply does not:)

Weird huh? So there is some truth to the saying that "The bride leaves her birth home and gets a new home after marriage" ! - at least in my case.

Logic or feeling

Allright folks, I am back from heaven 7 after a pre-pregnancy pair of jeans would just not fit me.

My husband and I are very different when it comes to arguments. He kills for logic and I kill for the lack of it. Yeah yeah, I hear you - " Marriages work when two people have different personalities blah blah... " Marriages just don't work automatically - you need to make them work? Do you hear me , MEN?

Ok I digress. Back to our arguments, this is how the end of an argument will go :
Him : " Ok peepso, give me one good reason why you want it that way"
Me : " and how many times have I given you that? I feel its the right thing to do"
Him : " Feeling something may not be the answer always.. in this case, apply your logic and think"
ME ( thinking) - WTH.. Does this guy not know me at all? Logic I believe, my foot!
Me ( after a pause) : " I did some thinking and I believe I am right"
Him ( smiling at this point) : " What is your logic baby"
Me ( angrier at that smile ) : " Oh whatever, you only care about yourself, that stupid logic,,, what about my feelings? I do exist here- a human with feelings... " and so on..
Him - completely confused and a blank stare
Me - storming out of the room , still wondering why I felt unconvinced about my own argument.

U see how different we are? I thrive on feelings and emotions and he so does not. I wonder if this is a common trait for women and men? He is more pragmatic and I am not. It would interesting for me to see a couple who have these roles interchanged.

All this also leads me to wonder if men react in a certain way only because they are expected to? I mean.. men don't cry, men don't show emotions - all these are some unwritten rules for how Men should behave and I wonder if men want to follow those to a T.

Does the same apply for women... probably not. When have we followed rules?:) We only follow our feelings!!!!

Do I feel great or what!

My colleague looked at me today and said : " Wow, you have lost so much weight.. what happened? Eat well"

Can you tell I am on 7th, 8th and all the heavens above?!

The little truth that I dint tell him was that my shirt was probably covering all the flaws , but who cares:)!

So you see, when I get down from this elated level, I shall come back to earth and blog some more!