Sometimes you gotta let go of things. Sometimes you gotta leave small comforts of life. These somethings might be a permanent roof, the comfort of a salary; even that lovely meal in a cozy restaurant. I remember a whole month when I used to go absolute mad for a few Parle G biscuits; for a simple thing as a fried banana; an evening movie in a cinema hall; some nice sleep! But now when I retrospect, those thirty days make one hell of a beautiful month!