Worst day in India

When I was 6 years old, every Monday morning I would wake up early after seeing lights up in my parents room. He had promised me the night before that he is not leaving me and isn’t going anywhere. But there he was, getting ready and packing his suitcase for another one week of work. Obviously a simple request and pleading hasn’t worked on him so I decided to take few drastic measures. He saw me looking at him with my eyes half open when he was trying to slide through my bedroom to go downstairs. I screamed behind him asking him not to leave. He negotiated that he will be back as soon as possible and tried to hurry up. It almost felt like he had an idea what I was about to do next. “If you leave now, I’ll pee on this staircase right now.” And as I sat on the top of the stairways ready to pee, I also waited for him to make his next move. Obviously he was in a hurry and couldn’t respond to a 6 year old’s tantrum, but when I heard the scooter leaving the house premise I knew I had no other choice but to pee. I still remember sitting on the stairway and watching the pee drizzle down each step as my mother’s pupils widened, her nose flared and what I could guess was her mouthing a “NOOO”. This last part of the story I always narrated in a slow-motion in my head. I’m not proud of what I had done that day, but it was one of the few badass things I ever did. Side note, my poor mother was not happy that day as she cleaned after my mess, literally one step at a time.

 

Then at the age of 12, I had to be separated from my mother for a week due to her work commitments. Every single day she would call to talk to her daughter, but all she could hear from the other side was a bawling child who badly hates her new school and misses her mom.

You see, having two working parents and an ignorant brother (at the time) you would assume that I wouldn’t turn out to be a clingy little mess during childhood. Nope. That did not happen. Even though I could go back to a human-less home after school, I could not survive being separated from my parents. I just couldn’t. In fact, when my brother went away to do his graduation, I couldn’t sleep for the first one week.

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As I hugged my parents and climbed on the elevator, I could feel the pain in their eyes and I could also see a well-trained mother (patting myself on the back here) who is fighting pretty hard not to cry and a father who has plastered a smile on his face. That my friends was the only bad part of my India trip. Now that I’m back my days have again started with the same routine of waking up to seeing a bunch of messages from my dad (even though most of them are forwarded watsapp messages) and also talking to both of them on the phone. Like I said before, nobody in this world is going to love you like your parents do, so all you can give back is  to nurture them, love them and enjoy those moments with them to be cherished for the rest of your life.

Guys I’m not preaching (or am I?) but give a call to your parents daily, send a happy message, keep them in your prayers or just give them a kiss when they are around. Who is stopping you? 🙂