The last week of April was really hectic. With so many things happening and so many things going the other way. For those of you who do not know yet, my family is slowly trying to raise its head in the city of Mumbai. My Dad got transferred early April and we are looking out for a flat in the eastern suburb called Chembur.
Shifting from Delhi to Mumbai promises to be a big headache and an unimaginable expenditure. Settled comfortably in Delhi for more than 15 years, this sudden shift brings up lots of difficult issues, the least of which are the actual movement of household stuff. Its moving people which is much more complicated. People who refuse to leave their homes and give up control. They say “home is where the heart is”. Well, the heart should not be so strong and possessive that it holds on even when the time has come to let go.
Bachelors like me (and quite a few of you as well) are quite comfortable with frequent changes like these since the responsibility levels are almost non-existent. But once the responsibilities start growing, you tend to assume some things as given, as unshakeable as rocks or pillars. And it is precisely when these “assumptions” are “moved” or “shaken” (which could take as long as 20-40 years) that you realise how wrong you were and how insecure we all are.
Having said that, there is a silver lining. First I am quite happy that my family is coming nearer to Bangalore. Then, I also know that this major change of residence is needed. In fact, a whole shift in the attitude and lifestyle of my family is required. Historically, all upheavals have led to better times. I hope this one does so too.
Good and bad experiences in matters of locational changes are welcome as comments.