2006..on a quiet Sunday evening, the husband and me decided to take up an exciting offer in Chennai and move from our comfortable cocoon of an existence in Mumbai..yours truly had to be brought to the city literally kicking and screaming..I consoled myself that this was a short term thing and we would soon get back to the city of our dreams.. Fast forward...2012...a baby and several ups and downs on life later, we are set to return. But this time it is my turn again to kick and scream at leaving this city I have grown to love so much!I have metamorphosized into a die hard Chennaiite over the years. From learning to wear the kanjeevaram to speaking fluent Tamil.from making perfect Dosa batter to enjoying Kolaveri..from enjoying balmy summer evenings to waking up to piping hot filter coffee. Chennai is me and it's hard for me to imagine being anyone else.. Chennai has this magical quality. It is a place where contemporary meets modernity. You can turn up in a kanjeevaram for a Page 3 party. No one would bat an eyelid if you wore a strand of fragrant jasmine in your hair for an important meeting at work. Life here is not just about work..life here is about the finer things, about the small things that make it beautiful and about family. I will surely miss my adopted hometown but the thing about Chennaiites is that no matter where you go, no matter which corner of the Earth you inhabit, you will always remain one. You carry a little bit of Chennai in you wherever you go. And hope that the day you come back is not far away.