Where is your home?

It's a hot and dreary afternoon on a Friday that moves like a clock with a broken down mechanism..
I'm working on a project about which I could not care less if I tried to, and the day can't end soon enough, far as I'm concerned.
And much in the manner of my peers and my ancestors, and all other kinds of living organisms who've had a heavy lunch on a lazy day, I close my eyes, ignore Microsoft Excel, and try and imagine I was elsewhere.
Which, in fact, prompted me to open my eyes and type out the bilge that you're reading.
Moral of the story: Be grateful, you ungrateful little wretches. You're reading this tripe because the author saw it fit to forego his siesta for your pleasure.
To return now to what I'm going to call, for the heck of it, the point of this blog.
When you, suitably loaded with a lot of oily spicy victuals, close your eyes and imagine yourself to be elsewhere - where is that elsewhere?
Put in another (simpler) way, where is your home?
Mine - I've been wondering.
Is it at my home in Pune, on my bed with the curtains drawn, the fan on, and Knopfler on the stereo? Or is it in the hostel, back in Jacob's room, with pleasant thoughts of some lecturer droning away in the classroom on Harrod's seminal paper?
Or maybe at Binoy's place, with lunch finally done, and slumber a prime priority? Anish's living room, some inane movie on, and the three of us snoring away? Naani House - now that's a possibility - with all the buddies, the entire jhing-bang lot of 'em - ah, those many glorious afternoons. Or even at 202 Hightech, with Noel and GT and I, and a couple of crates of beer. Dennis' room at the NITIE hostel, with his humbling collection of music.
Choices, choices.
But wait a minute - stop the presses. As usual, Kulkarni bursts through with his razor sharp intelligence, his stunning acumen, his blinding intelligence, and presents the conclusion that crushes the problem to holy oblivion and back.
I'd rather be with mah buddies than here.
That, ladies and ledas, is home for me.
Oh, and beer. Buddies and beer.