A Nomadic Existence

Just moved into a new abode in Mumbai.. Yet another new place.. This is the 8th dwelling i've had in the past 4 years.. Before i get branded as a landlord's worst nightmare, let me clarify that i've moved across 4 cities in the past 4 years. From Chennai to Gurgaon to Pune and finally (as of now, atleast) to Mumbai. But that is besides the point. So, what is the point?, one may ask.. The point being, all this moving around has given rise to two fundas:

(a) All the stuff that one needs to survive can be encapsulated in two carry bags, but the "wants", well, they are a different ball game altogether - The entire world is not enough to carry them.

(b) As mentioned before, with just 2 bags as my overall carrying capacity, i end up making a inventory list, whenever i move out. This requires me to prioritise the stuff i absolutely need to take along and the stuff i need to just let go. This is one of the most revealing therapeutic moments i experience. why?. i see that grey t-shirt which i havent worn for months, i look at my old pair of jeans which i've outgrown, i feel the texture of the formal shirt which has lost colour..it is then that i experience a moment of truth (so to say)..I realise that it is so difficult to let go of things.. They might have been relevant to me at some previous point of time but they no longer are.. But by hanging on to these items, i am only burdening myself with baggage which would slow me down on the journey of life.

As the famous Indian Railways slogan goes, "Less Luggage, More Comfort"!!..