when the dussehra holidays got over

So this time when I got back from home back to NIT .... something terrible happened! Actually I was sick for a few days and mom was greatly anxious about this fact and she didn't even want me to come back(and neither did I want to). But it is life and we all are bound to obey it's rules.
     So the day came when I was leaving from home for the railway station. And mom ultimately embraced me and she was so sad that she almost wept. And that scene has just drilled inside my gray matter. I can't help it. I am so sad about it and really want to do something really great and big to gain ssome prestige in moms eyes. It is very very very much necessary.
     Sometimes I also feel lonely and sad here and really miss my old family...not just papa. sometimes I feel that "kaaash aiisa hota ki " Chotu cha hemant cha and all and papa came all of  a sudden to my hostel ... find me sstudying and I would see them. How happy and merry tha moment that be. 

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