Swaying coconut trees, the fresh smell of sea…. Sigh! That’s home… That’s Mangalore… It’s funny how you don’t realise what you have while you still have it… It’s when you have to live without their constant presence that you realise the worth of precious things.. Like family.. N watching the sun sink lower down the horizon… Now pure yellow.. now fiery orange.. Then streaked golden.. Then red.. Going..going..gone.. Living away from home is hard.. But then it teaches you to be thankful of whatever you have. You constantly are struck by beautiful things you hadn’t noticed before.. C’est la vie..
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