"Home Sweet Home"

After the hectic schedule when I often get time out I usually keep it aside for going back home.The same happened when I last visited my place. Let me know share my experience on my last visit. I always promise myself not to sleep while travelling but sleep somehow casts its spell on me. Just as the bus crossed Ghaziabad I slept and got up at khatoli. Immediately I rubbed my eyes and felt an emergency of going to the washroom and then an expected act of mine of stuffing my stomach with wafers. The bus stopped at ‘ Rosette Inn’ and all the passengers got down for refreshments and seeing them my mouth also started watering It was strange that despite of having a heavy dinner and a pack of wafer I was feeling hungry. So I ordered my as usual ‘Masala Dosa’ and sat on my old table in the garden area. Believe me its really enthusiastic sitting outside at 3 am in the dark. For the fear of missing my bus I quickly finished my meal and rushed to the parking because the driver had already returned. Thank God! I was not left behind .The bus then moved slowly, crossing the U.P highways, flashing through the empty roads of roorkee, almost swinging in roundabouts of the mountains and reached the valley. Papa had already come to the bus sot and in no time we reached home. He gave me my favourite chocolates saying that he had already got it for me a day before. Mumma hugged me hard and I got weak.However I controlled my emotions.The tea was ready and the three of us began our discussions over it. I slept thereafter. At 10 when I got up I went straight to meet dadi. She hugged me hard and I could clearly see the happiness in her eyes. Both of us sat together and told her all that happened in delhi. Soon all the chachi’s out and we had a wonderful time. I already had ‘aloo ka paratha’ in the breakfast still I managed to eat some ‘kachoris’. Then I went to meet sukh bhaiya one of our closest neighbours. His mother welcomed me warmly and I had breakfast the third time. The same schedule continued for three days which was unbeatable because the days spend at home are the relishing of all. The next day I had to return to delhi which is the toughest task ever. Although my mother was upset while my departure but I know she controlled herself. But the heavenly feeling at home refreshes my mind and energies me for some time to go back and continue my work..

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