Bernadette Jiva invited me to join her slack group today. Something she promised she would do for pre-ordering her book Hunch. Once I Joined, I saw a lof of people introducing themselves starting with where they are from.
Where do I feel like I am from?
Trivandrum, where I was born? Pune, where I studied and made friends before there was email?, Cochin, where I studied in CUSAT? Montpellier in France that shaped my thinking and where I owned a house by the beach, the hometown of some of my best friends and my business school, where I worked for the first and only time in my life in another company, as an intern, where my ambitions were born on a rainy day?
Paris, where I once owned 5000 Sq Mts of land where I wanted to build a home and settle and later sold it to build my company 2nd company?
Mauritius, where I love waking up from my bed to the breathtaking view of mountains and sea?
Or is it Mangalore where I built and sold a 100+ people company? Made 1000 mistakes and learned how to do business the hard way? Read 1600+ books and had my private library?
Or is it Bangalore where I am now building a development center to scale up my company?
Is it Cambridge in the UK, where I lived several months in the year during my first business and made friends with a bunch of crazy Italians? Nah, British weather is rubbish weather. – but punting in spring in Cambridge is simply amazing! London! I love London, despite the rubbish weather.
Maybe it is San Jose where I felt “welcome” and “home” in the shortest span of visiting any country and long to go back and most likely settle there for practical reasons?
What about Croatia, where I almost crashed my CLS 500 driving around because I could not take my eyes off the mountains and seas of Dalmatia? I could retire in Dubrovnik. Where I met the oldest living man, 104 years and still very fit for his age. There must be something in the water where Marco Polo lived.
What about Slovenia – where my excellent friends Miran and his family lives, I really would not mind settling there as well for good.
Surely must be France as my kids are French? and I really was about to settle down there?
Must be Mauritius, because, I am counting my days until I go back here in July to renew my investor visa? But then I do not want to stay there for too long! Paradise makes you lazy!
A quick look at my album on my phone show a partial list of countries I have been in last two years.
I do not really know where I am from anymore. And it does not matter because I am having too much fun, and I dream of living in Kenya, Moscow, and Osaka next, once my project UPilot is done, for the next 10 years, I will go wherever it is necessary to go to realize my dreams.
Now I know why I want to buy my Falcon 8x. I do not belong anywhere fixed. I like the freedom to be where I want to be, with whom I want to be, doing what I want to do. I want a life in my terms location does not matter as long as I am happy.
Maybe, I am the modern day Marco Polo. I go where my ambitions take me, travel is just a fringe benefit.