Staying away from home is hard. You miss your family every single day and at times you hold back your tears when you end the video call with your parents. This year, I took a break from everything and visited my home for a month.
I so desperately wanted to meet my parents that I didn’t think twice before making my first ever international solo trip. The trip was not completely solo as I was travelling with my two kids and that created even more tension at home.
Thankfully, our journey was smoother than expected and we reached on time. I was waiting at the airport for my cousin who was coming to pick me up but to my surprise, my elder sister, brother-in-law and nephew too came along with him. Am the youngest one at home and they still treat me that way, one who is good for nothing! We all looked at each other and giggled. The laughter continued until we reached home early in the morning.
Mom, as expected, was standing at the door, waiting for us. She was the most worried one and we all knew she didn’t sleep the whole night. Dad, the coolest one at home, was confident that I’ll manage everything well. As soon as I entered, mom served a plate full of Rasgullas. One that I love to the core and also the one that I don’t get anywhere else in this whole wide world. That was just the beginning of a month-long pampering, love and care that I was missing for so long. My stay at home made me believe that to my parents, am still a child, in her thirties.
I left home for studies, followed by career, marriage, moving abroad and then kids. Somehow, during these years, I grew up, started doing things on my own, took care of myself and stopped behaving like a child. When I heard my parents utter words like, ‘take care,’ ‘leave it,’ ‘I’ll do it for you’ and ‘be careful,’ I felt like a child again, I felt at home. A place where I didn’t worry about anything at all, there were no schedules to follow, no rules to stick to. Starting from the morning cup of tea to the hot cup of milk at night, everything was taken care of. The menu at home included everything I loved and I didn’t even have to say what I wanted to eat. My dad is my most favourite tea companion. We never say no to it and we prepare tea for each other at weird hours. I missed our tea time so much. Talking to him gives me more strength and makes life so much easier.
Who doesn’t love to be pampered, taken care of and be the reason your parents smile. I wish I could stay at home forever. It was so rejuvenating to feel like a child again. It’s true, there’s a child that lives within us. You only need to spend some time, forgetting everything else and be a child again.