The journey..

                                                    The Journey..!




It began with my father’s call at 7 in the morning to wake me up for checking my belongings and to inform me that the train was about to reach the destination..my home place.As i was getting out of the train..there was so many thoughts running through my mind coupled with the feeling that I will be with my family after such a long period.And before i got down..there was my father’s hand to pickup my load, giving me the feel of how much care and love i would be given with in the coming two months.I followed my father to home where my mother was eagerly waiting to see her daughter,my younger brother who was just leaving for school and fortunately i could see him before he left.
So,here the journey begins.. where a daughter is given care in every form including freedom to sleep till 11 in the morning..no issues or worries for breakfast(the mumma’s food..for which i have been craving since so long),where a mother is always ready to cook whatever you want no matter how much work she did from 5 in the morning..a brother who does not complain if his sister repeatedly asks him to do her work and a father who is always ready to fulfill any of her desire .About half a month passed this way..the warm welcome made me realize not every person can afford this pampering.
Few days after i was forced to enter into the school memories by an old and very good friend of mine whom i thank for giving me the start of getting involved with people here(excluding my family) and a reason for kicking away the feeling of getting bored.Then was the time for Re-Union which unwillingly brought some very good memories to my journey where i could know what people thought of me when i was in school and what time has transformed me into.
Now time was approaching the end of this journey and those 3-4 days when my elder sister was at home..the best part of the journey where the feeling of leaving this place after 4 days did not bring back that happiness of returning to the unending fun life..the college life..just because there is a part of our heart which always demands care and love.

And this is how it all ends..again my father at the station..again my load in his hands but this time the cluster of thoughts in my mind was dominated by the sad feeling to leave home and the worry to leave for a place that demands everything that makes you worry..!!


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Aparna Bharti

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