A Return of Sorts

How are you supposed to feel when you return to a place which was your home for four years? For me it was a fusing of the past and the present. While moving around Kolkata, dealing with official work, I always had an urge to return to the place I lived in. It came quite naturally. The feeling is really strange, I can tell you that. Since I went back just a month and a half after leaving the city, it felt like I had never left. Everything was the same. Only my home had been displaced. Staying with my parents, meeting my sisters and one-year- old nephew gave me quite a high. I chatted with quite a few of my friends and it was like any other day. So what am I supposed to feel, sad or happy? Well, for my sanity I choose to be happy, and now when I am back in the capital I am still euphoric. I just need to make sure I return often to stay euphoric.