As is with these kind of thoughts, they just come overflowing when you start writing.. So it is kind of raw if you know what I mean..just straight from the mind and the first things that I thought of when thinking about India.. Wrote it in less than five minutes hence sorry for lack of grandeur..for me here, it is just the feelings that matter! Here goes- I miss the sound of rain on the windows, I miss constant beauty of flowers.. I miss the trees waving in the wind, and I miss watching the still lake water.. I miss the fact that lack of people was never an issue, that you could always hear some chatter.. I miss the fact that despite brick walls, people were actually closer.. I miss going out with friends, riding on a scooty, I miss cribbing about traffic, and I miss the pani poori.. I miss eating samosas so often, I miss poha and jalebi, I miss mom made food and that there was no worry.. I miss the smell after the rain that isn't so prominent here, I miss th...