So life is chugging forward in full speed. Even before I could blink my eyes, my two darlings have turned 9 months old. I wonder it was just yesterday I was so anxious about them. All I could think was how will I manage these 2 precious frail beings who are completely dependent on me. It is such a roller coster ride with them but what I was really enjoying is my stay with my parents. As most Indian married girls, I got set in my new life and my new found independence. All of a sudden I was back with my parents and it took sometime to get into the groove. It is a controlled atmosphere and there were bickering, fights, arguments but it is all worth in the end. Now that I am back at my house, I miss the fun, laughter, candor and most importantly the pampering of parents. One does not realise the importance of parental home unless they live on their own.
Life teaches you all that you need to know. But what it does not teach is to not miss your childhood dreams woven in the comfort of your bed, plans made in your room and laughter in the house. What I would not give to get it back. How I wish !
