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Nostalgia!

In echoes of streets now distant, I find,

A poem of longing for places left behind.

Memories linger in the spaces once known,
Souls connected, seeds were sown.

The city’s heart beat, inspired my dance,

Lasting for a lifetime, lost in a glance.


Footsteps and songs fading in the wind,

take me back I urge, oh! you mind?


Each corner, a chapter in life’s fleeting book,

Yearning for landscapes where memories took.


The aroma of home, warmth of a cool breeze,

Old souls of rain trees, whispering tales in my dreams.


Nostalgia paints pictures of the moments we‘ve stored,

In the heart’s gallery, missing places adored.


I was all emotional when I visited Bangalore in Jan2024. We left the city in a jiffy in Feb2022. I was unwell and Bangalore weather was challenging my condition and recovery. It wasn't easy for me. I was grief stricken and miserable when we left. I had built a life here from scratch, made deeply fulfilling connections not just with my students, their parents, friends and family but also with my "Dance." I loved my home, parks, lakes and even trees I planted and ones that grounded me at a glance with their old, wise, kind and generous existence.

I thought I had my share of catharsis. I thought I had grieved enough in last 2 years, and here I was tearing up the moment I touched the soil of the city that gave so much meaning to my life. That whole day, I must have cried several times. I couldn't muster the courage to visit the street I lived on, see my home nested by some other family. It felt almost cruel.

Eating "the meal" at Nagarjuna, all by myself was surreal and truly satisfying. I tried my best to hide the cascading emotions and tears from people having a good time with friends and families and with their romantic partners. I wondered if anyone else there was feeling same as me.

I made some more connections deeply enriching and healing parts of me while I stayed and attended the course. I felt touched by the souls , the very air, soil and the Sun. Something with this city, I doubt I fully understand.

Leaving Bangalore felt a little less heavy as longing for my fur babies and the man I share my life with took over. I left knowing that I have to come back soon and will have more time to breath and feel whatever the city has to offer or stir within me.


P.S. Was searching for a poem that could give me same feeling , couldn't find one. So I asked AI and instead of finding me one, it created one for me.

The poem above is the same but I have tweaked it a little to make it truly mine.

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