'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home'.
—John Howard Payne.
This is so true. I came back home after 2 weeks this time. I missed my home. I missed everyone this time.

I missed my dad. He is so concerned about me. He is very overprotective. He hates my careless mistakes and when i dont pay attention to something. He fulfills all my wishes and just wants me to stay happy. I made him cry once and i cant forgive my self ever for that. I desperately waited to reach home and hug him. I did the same.
I missed my sis. She is sooooo cute and such a kid. I love her so much that i miss her talks and the ways she irritates me almost each hour of every day. She says things and does things that make me smile and wonder how lucky i am to have such a great sis. I was yearning to spend some quality time with her and wanted to just listen her speaking and speaking about anything. She is the best critic in my life which is really pissing sometime but later eventually i thank her for everything. She is the best.
I missed my grandpa. He is old and fragile. Talking to him makes me cry sometimes. He is so week and he just wants me beside him. In last 10 days, he fell down twice due to imbalance and drowsiness. My heart came to my mouth when i came to know that. I just wanted to see him and show him that i am always there for him. He is week but i want him to always remember me. I hugged him as soon as i reached home and god knows how much i controlled myself from not crying.
Home is the only place where people actually care for you. Your family loves you and they look forward to you. No matter how much you suck, no matter what a hero you are, no matter if your friends hurt you, Your family will always love you the way you are. Never ever ever make them sad or hurt them, you will regret that later.
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