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 “ !
