How can I miss Hyderabad so much?

It is believed that you miss your good old days when you aren’t happy or satisfied. For some reason, I am missing Hyderabad just a lot more than usual these days. It makes me wonder how being happy here is still making me miss the 2 years I spent in Hyderabad. I keep on talking about all the fun things I do here, and everything is so new to me here, like this was the dream I was working for after all for all these years, and this was the plan. Not that this is an end, but this is the means to an end for me. I have met such smart, amazing, kind-hearted people here that it makes me wonder where else I could have had such an active social life yet have so much growth. All is well, but then how can reminiscing about the part of life I lived in a place, make me soo damn emotional.

I kept on digging deeper into this notion. Trying to understand if I am probably unhappy here for some reason. But then it's not like that. I am genuinely very happy here. Then HOW COME THE CONSTANT THOUGHTS ABOUT HYDERABAD WON'T JUST GO?

I went further back, to my college life, where I knew I wanted to take the CAT exam and join an IIM, but I didn’t know how I would do that, and I didn’t know if I would even be working or not. Where I will be staying, what job I will be doing, etc, etc. I had no plans for the middle part which was the 'after graduation and before the IIM life'. I just went with the flow, landed a job I didn't expect, went to a city never imagined I would go to, and met some extremely special people who changed my life entirely, literally upside-down, that is how I would describe my change since under graduation.

Things happened totally unexpectedly; I stayed in Hyderabad for 2 years. My first job, my first time staying alone, my first time having so much freedom, and it felt like everything was the first for me. Literally EVERYTHING. Even Uber Bike rides and listening to songs sitting on the backseat would make my heart overflow with happiness.

I took care of myself so well, my entire routine was set, things were so accessible and I had made such amazing friends for life (Ok I know these lines are redundant here but I can't help but describe them like this). It was my first job, and how come everyone loved me there? Like what about the toxic work culture people talk about? They were so kind and loving to have me there, just me being a part of their team made them so happy, or at least they made me feel so. And I am so grateful I met those people and also worked with them.

I stayed in a single room, decorated it the way I liked it, and pasted my thoughts all around. It had a balcony allowing me to imagine what my days in IIM would look like with a cup of coffee. I would listen to songs all day, live my life, and also plan well for the future. My personality took a different shape there, and I can’t understand when I am having an exciting, fun, and new experience here too why my mind still wanders in Hyderabad in my solitude moments.

So I came to that point of my story when I finally entered the planned part of my life, bidding farewell to my well-settled, fun work life in Hyderabad. I realize all that I am experiencing here is what I had expected all my life, planned for all those years. To be honest, it is even better than what I had imagined, but then it was a part of my plan.

But do you know when you create the most heart-touching and entrenching moments in life?

It is when you allow the universe to take you on an unexplored path of life. Hyderabad, my work life, the people I met there, and my personal growth were never a part of my plan. All the experiences right now, no denying of the fact how much better they are than my expectations, are still nothing but part of my plan only.

Life is best lived when you enjoy the uncertainties of it. I know it’s a cliché dialogue here, but then this is what it is for me. this realization helps me make peace with the fact that it's not that I am unhappy here, I am loving it here and am more than grateful to be a part of something so magnanimous in itself. But the unexpected, unplanned routes life takes you on is what makes life SO DAMN RICH, FUN, and EARNEST!!!

Citing a line from my favorite song which reminds me of Hyderabad “So if it's real, then darling let me know!”

:')