Departure, Stopover and Home.

I'm back home after 11 months. Back to where it feels just perfect. Riyadh is special to me in a lot of ways. I cherish my time spent here and everything about this city is so fresh in my head. Like time always stood for me between my visits. They're basically two kinds of cities. One, that change so much that you can't recognise them on your next arrival and the other is the kind that stands still and almost nothing changes with time. Riyadh falls in the latter category. I love this city. Simply for the sheer fact that nothing ever changes here. It always feels the same. Home sweet home.

I left Bangalore on 4th early morning and reached Sharjah the same day for my 2 day break. Had a great time in Dubai, Sharjah, Ajman etc. It was a road trip basically. The ones that happen when boys get together after ages. Met friends there and had a good time. They made sure every minute I spent in UAE was worth it. And it was.

After the fun I boarded a plane to Riyadh and arrived here in midst of summer. That's one thing about the middle east countries. The heat. You've to learn to live with it. There's no alternative. Sleep deprived, suffering from jet lag and body craving for rest, I hit the sack soon after reaching home from the airport. 14 hours and finally I felt at peace. I was home. I smiled in my dreams too.