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No roots

I have a plant in my garden. It is almost unrooted. It is attached to the soil just by a 3 or 4 strands of hair like roots. Still it is surviving.

Well, I am like that. I do not belong anywhere. My parents are from a remote village in Karnataka. But I  hardly spent any time there except for some days in the vacations. I don't have any attachments with that place. My dad used to work in a place called Haliyal for 7 years. All my childhood memories are of that place. It is border town between Karnataka and Maharashtra. But in that marathi dominated place, we were outsiders.
Then when I was in 10th, my dad got transferred to Sirsi which is very near to our native village. But I hardly stayed there for 3 years. I came to Bangalore for my Engineering education and am here since then except for 6 years when we were in Muscat.
And Bangalore, I have spent three quarters of my life here. But it still it is not my home-town and I do not like this place.

When I see in TV people living in alien countries and are feeling nostalgic about home, I wonder about my status.

Alli ihudu namma mane, illi bande summane (My home is there, I have come here temporarily)

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