miss my brothers.. my mom n my relatives..
miss d days wen nothing was unachieveable..
the late night drives on the nandi hills wid frnds (while i was in bangalore, studying)..
the roadside food.. d paani puri jus for 10 INR..
spicy foood..

the long evening walks on the beach wid frnds (in my native)..

the feel of a common man, when you travel in the public transport and not being looked upon by ppl travelling in car as cheap (as i feel in Qatar)

and most of all.. Mom ke haath ka khana..

God.. i miss so many things.. but still cant afford to get back to it.. cause i bliv that everyone out here has a reason for being here..