Tuesday, August 27, 2019
Does Not Make Sense
Living a nomadic life these days. Moved from Pune to Hyderabad in a car filled with personal belongings. A new job lhas led me to this new city. The plan was to find a place to stay within a week. But things did not go as per plan.
Spent the first one week in a hotel - meeting brokers, checking out potential places to stay. Found a place and almost finalizedit. Later, came to know about some not-so-good things about the place, landlord and caretaker.
Found another place but it was going to be available only after a month. Checked out of the hotel, filled the car with my stuff and shifted to a friend's house Spent two weeks there. Not the best two weeks though. I felt welcomed and felt at home there. The family treated me really well. But coming back from office everyday and finding them play with their kids was difficult. It used to make me miss my daughter immensely. And I suffered from severe bouts of depression.
Then spent a week with my family - holidaying in Goa. That was a relief and something I thoroughly enjoyed.
After returning, I loaded my stuff again in my car and shifted to a hotel. Will spend a week in the hote,l and then will pack my stuff again and move to the place I have picked. That place is not a house or home. It is just a room in a flat. So since past month and may be for a long time, my world has been limited to single rooms and my car. That is a nomadic life, isn't it?
These days I question myself - is staying like this really worth it? I am away from my parents, wife and most importantly my daughter. Yes, it is an interesting opportunity that excites me and so far, I like the people I have met. But staying away from family, not having anyone to talk to after office hours makes me a little depressed. Financially also, it does not make too much sense (right now). I have to take care of expenses of two full fledged households in two different cities.
Till I reunite with my family, nothing is going to make sense.
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