BYEE !! BYEE!!

Tick tick as I hear the clock moving, it seems as if the time is running a race against itself, something touching my heart beats and some unknown fear is surrounding me .The day is here, when I’ll have to again leave my parents, my sweet home and go to the state where neither my culture nor my people are there.  The jovial me is lost in some deep thoughts .Some unknown sadness has started making place within me. Ohh ..it’s just 11 pm , I need to sleep , so as to wake up early and board the train , but it seems the mind is non –stop thinking and the sleep has lost somewhere .  I wish I could be boorish  with my mother , so that I could depart myself from the miseries of missing her , but that is something next to impossible . These thoughts are running in my mind and didn’t realise when I fell asleep amidst all this .

<woke up next morning >  Ohh .. noo.. the day is finally here , when I’ll have to pack my bags , and start the journey to my workplace . Osshhh .. a mistake , bags are already packed , they were packed yesterday by mom . She always complains for my habit of saying “NO “ to every eatable which she packs , with a reason  - “ It’s going to be too heavy , I’ll have to manage 3 bags already and if u add these eatables too , then the count of bags will be raised to 4” .Still she insists to make some place here and there and add some ladoos and almonds . For that is why, the mothers are called the angels on earth .As the moment to say bye is coming near, my heart is beating faster and faster. Again from tomorrow, there would be no angel around me . No one would pamper me all day long and off course none who would listen to all my stories, gossips (all with the centre element ‘I’).Thinking all this , I carry my laptop bag to the car , and as I sit , I realise the final moment is here . “Byee mom “- I said and the tears trickled down. I just ran out of the car and gave her a big hug .   “Ohh Gosh , we are late , make it fast “ said my dad . And as  usual I am late for the train , but my father knows how to handle this situation very  well , and like any movie hero , he ‘ll take  all shortcuts to reach just on time and as usual he know every little detail of the train like which platform, where the AC coach exactly stops etc etc . So,  we have reached the platform , and as my father and I are waiting for the train , I can see many other fathers , who have come to drop their daughters. Suddenly, those old memories of time  started coming to my head ;  when my father used to drop me to station almost in every 15 days as the college was near . I used to leave half of my things at home, thinking that even if required, dad would come to my college’s city . Yes , the situation of college days and today is so much similar ,  yet so different. Then I used to console my heart saying – it’s just 2 weeks and I’ll be back .. I didn’t realise how those college days turned to working days and the time gap increased from 2 weeks to 6 months  and while I am lost in  those thoughts of years , I suddenly hear the engine shunting and moving towards me . My  dad ( undoubtedly, the best dad in the world  ) is making all possible arrangements to comfort his little daughter ( though actually a grown young  girl ) who will always  be  a little princess to him no matter how old she grow . Saying byee to Mom was off course difficult but what is even more difficult is to say byee to Dad ,but I have to …though don’t want to , but still in a dissembling way I said  – “ Byee Daddy “ !