Anonymity of a New Place

In a new place, yet again...and the whole circle of trying to make it a home...to give something to the new place...to take away something from it...the attempt to create a bond... and the hope that the bond sticks...The vicious circle starts all over again...

Somehow, the number of new places we move to, seems to have finally taken a toll...there is a weariness...a sense of detachment even before i've become attached...aware that this too shall pass...that this too is not permanent...What all the spiritual gurus and guide-books have been teaching us, seems to have finally dawned on me!

In all this distancing and detachment there is also a 'touristy' sense of freedom...The reason why going away to new places are a great way to de-stress, is that they are new...we don't know anyone there and somehow that liberates us from our own shackles of how we talk, behave and are expected to be in a familiar setting...This anonymity is what we crave for on holidays...to let our hair down...to do what we please...in the complacent cloak of anonymity...


This is what this new place offers me now...i'm no celebrity hounded by paparazzi...yet, this is a good feeling...this big city, these new streets, these new shops, these new people...Even if i and the neighbours can look into each others' balconies now, i seem to enjoy more privacy here than in the big bungalow and huge garden we resided in our earlier place...This not knowing, not caring, somehow, this distance from everybody around, gives a new sense of freedom...

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but for now, i enjoy the anonymity of this new place!