Half way Home

 

Home, a place where you can sit out, relax, reminiscent, talk with your own self, a place where you can find solace and tranquility, a place surrounded by your loved ones-always there to guide you, mold you, scold you-loved ones who will always stand out for you, no matter what, loved ones who can shift gears from being a caring parent to a budding friend!

Last time when I left home, I was heartsick. The thought of not coming back here, the thought of spending the coming behemoth 2 months without seeing my loved ones, the very thought of things to never remain as they were, was spine-chilling. How I wished to finish off things quickly and head back home. Packing back my stuff seemed arid. I cursed myself and how, for making the reservations, that I so wanted not to go back. The thought of leaving behind something so beautiful, so special, brought shivers down my spine, especially when you know it won't be the same again. Ever! Its during those few final minutes, when you realize the importance and the gravity of the things that are so close to your heart, that you think your heart will sink. Its during that times, when you wish you had few more minutes, just to clench that thing tightly and never let go! Its during that time, when you pray stealthily and demand for some extra time and a few more. But the harsh reality is that it never happens.

You feel that trauma, that fire, burning inside you, biting you for quite a few days or weeks. The feeling of home-sickness takes a toll and everything seems dull. It took me quite a few days, as a matter of fact, few weeks to get out of that feeling, until everything went back to normal, until spending time with friends, back at hostel, was fun. Friends, the ones who are sarcastic, the ones who can be a real pain in the ass, the ones who are always there for your cover and guide you during the hard times, the ones who we enjoy being with, also constitute an important part of life. Friends, a home away from home. I have this awesome family back here, which I know, will stand by my side, no matter what!

The moment has finally arrived,its in the near vicinity. Its the time to head back home, to head back to your loved ones, to your bunch of crazy friends, back home, who also have been counting days, just like you, who are busy preparing crazy New year plans and to-do lists with you, From the time you keep your first step in your hometown, till you are fully satiated with the love and joy of togetherness. But something deep down is surfacing now and its bothering. I know how I've waited for these two long months to pass. But as the end is approaching, I feel like not going. Perhaps, I want to stay here, with my friends, enjoy life as it passes by, to the fullest. Perhaps, its the love and the never ending affection that is holding me back. Perhaps, the good times that we all have encountered together and laughing hard at the memories that followed, till our stomachs' hurt. Perhaps, its the home-bound feeling that has settled deep down and is not that strong now.

Perhaps, I have the pleasure of having two families, so closely knit to my heart that I just cant afford to leave one behind.!