I recently moved places. Again. It has been like this for three years now. When January comes, it has almost become an unwritten rule for us to shift places- move within the city or change countries. Though I know how blessed it is to travel to the places I only dreamt of when I was a child- packing, moving, transitioning to the new place, weather and culture, house hunting, and settling is a nightmare. This time, we found a temporary home in a high-rise building. So, I am sitting here on the 19th floor, facing the entire city and Lilliput…