Home Alone!!!

I am sitting in my flat alone no human voice... no vehicles sound... it seems as if its already midnight. Such a strange killer silence...oophs... I m already scared & to kill this "Sannata" I have kept TV volume at its peak.. I can hear it from all rooms now... but still considering the fact that I am alone is enough to scare me... I m just praying electricity department will show some mercy on me n will not cut the power... Please  Please...!!!!!!

Anyways staying at home alone has some benefits also... u can dance n discover your own weired steps, sing badly (which is always the case with me, considering the kind of singer I m no one let me sing :(( ).... Shout at the top of your voice n no one will stop you...YAAAAAAAYYYYYY!!!! Try new looks... experiment in cooking.... so many things yaar... I love them all...... And yup if you are in some serious mood then grab your un-interrupted thinking time. It will help you to de-stress & you might get some great ideas as well never know.

I m feeling bit nostalgic at this moment as I havn't been to home from a long time..... n sitting alone here is triggering a flashback......Thinking that how it felt when I think of HOME…. What a mixed feelings... it makes me smile, it makes me cry… It gives a feeling of completeness..... it gives me an identity its more then just few bricks & RCC for me... its a memory stock... a memory in itself.... my Sweet HOME.

Home was where I used to come from school/college and no matter what happened during the day/month/year, all the worries flew away.. Mom & Papa took care of everything… and we were safe with them besides us.

Then time flew away… we grew up.. left home…. and there is that house we once knew as home. the place where I can find my way in pitch darkness, where my hands and feet had memories of their own....and still has....... the patio where I sat on winter afternoons and learned multiplication tables (I must have paid more attention to those mouth watering dishes Mom used to make for me... especially, The 'Gajar ka halwa' and 'Aloo ka Paratha'  because I still get the multiplication tables wrong but do remember that taste n smell...:P), my study room where I graduated to calculus and loved it........!!!

The small garden which was full of loose earth where we played in mud in sweltering afternoons and made mud toys… the balcony from where we threw our paper planes…. where I learnt to ride a bicyle with dad walking besides me & briefing me those minute details, drive a two wheeler and then eventually a car....
Where I outgrew pinafores and frocks and umbrella ponytails to jeans…… that… was home…my sweet little home.

Just want to fly back home…. I am counting days!!! But days are becoming longer n longer :(( Wish I can strike a fast forward button!

Mujhe Ghar Jana hai..... Abhi!!!!