There’s something about where you grew up and your roots that you just want to revisit when you’re older. It’s like, oh you left and found another life, but somethings just never truly leave you. One of my many memories include waiting on an AC bus which was just luxury after a hot day in college. Living in Chennai was just filled with adventure and also helped my immune system in so many different ways. I miss Diwali and waking up to the smell of smoke(even though this was just harsh on the planet). I know how this virus has taken over the world by storm and everyone’s reflecting and contemplating life in so many different ways. It’s such a tough time but I’m also here to offer my love and support in anyway I can.