Alone,but not lost

 “ How long have you been away from home”? This question always makes us realize that its been ages we are not at home....not protected by our father ,not cared by our mother,not bullied by our siblings,not attached to our relatives,not communicating to our cousins,not attending any family functions and so on....

But as soon as this realization sinks in,there is always a contradictory feeling...Oh it’s not my choice that I am not at home...I am out to make a career,I am nout to be independent,I am out to make an identity for myself,I am out to make my parents proud of my achievements...And the moment we think this we somehow forget all the things we miss being not at home.

But again our heart asks,is not possible to get the best of both? To be at home and be successful,to be attached to my motherland and make my own identity? To play pranks with cousins and at the same time make everybody proud by our achievements?

And yet again,the mind tells “ no” its not possible.And then we have a self realization that being away from home has made me strong,has made me compassionate towards other,has made be understanding,has made me more humane,has made me independent,has given me the capacity to make my own decisions,has made me tough and has made me responsible.

It’s true I am alone but I am not lost! I have my paths clear..I know where to go and how...I am sure about the course of line my life’s gonna take..I am making my own destiny!

May be this is what makes us stronger enough to stay away from closed ones for so long,to stay focussed in our lives.

But every morning we wish to get a cup of tea from our mother’s hand,in every danger we wish our father was there with us to hold our hands,in holi and Diwali we wish our cousins were there with us,every night we wish our siblings were there to fight with us....and in every moment we wish we were in our hometown !