My dear one,

For years, I have denied you access to my heart. I have been blind to you, in my pre-decided frenzy of not letting myself ever know your charms. Yes, I have been unfair. And what have you done? You have understood. My need to ridicule, ignore and distance myself. You have been patient. Waiting for me to reach out to you in response. You have shown faith. 

And look what you have done! You have grown on to me... You have broken down the wall of my resilience, of my pretense, of my denial. 

Now, my heart is filled with an overwhelming gratitude. 

I thank you, for letting me come to you, broken down, nervous and angry. For, then, taking away the pain and not minding at all when I yearned to celebrate with another. In my lust for light and noise. 

I thank you, for being the one that lets me be. Feel what I feel. Without the distraction of merry-making. 

For all those evenings of quiet walks. 

For all the nights, when I could only listen to the rain as I calmed down to the rhythm of the pitter-patter instead of getting blown away by pelting showers. 

For sitting me down on a window-sill as the distant chug of trains reminded me of faraway lands and promised adventures. 

For bringing me back to the pride of seeking knowledge. Walking to the non-fiction section of book-stores and discovering ideas, truth and people. 

I thank you for your cups of coffee. Brewed to soothe and to inspire, not entertain and console. 

You showed me colours in the changing sky of dusk. 

You made my nights silent. The time to indulge in the Arts. 

You gave me a chance to explore places. Places hidden in deep corners of my heart.

Yes, you took me away. From friends. From the comfort of familiarity.

But that was not your intention, I see now. 

You gave me what I need and had forgotten I love. 

You gave me the parts of me I had forgotten exist. 

You gave me all that I had forgotten I want. 

Now, I come back to you. 

This time, I will give you a fair chance, my dear, to win me over... 

And I know, that in ways most unannounced, you will. 

I wish to be carried away by your breezy touch. I wish to sleep on your quiet bed. I wish to romance your subtle charms. I wish to know you, accept you, love you. I wish to become a part of you so that you can be my home. 

You will be my home again, won't you my dear one, nanna Bengaluru?