my small world

After a long and eager waiting, I finally reached home yesterday though only for three days. Mom was on leave while dad was in office and Varun, still in college practicing his ramp walk for the coming Freshers night. He has turned into an angry young man, aggressive at times. Bunking lectures, full proxy, ragging his own batch mates, playing guitar, chess, lawn tennis, IEEE, night outs and list goes on. He is my role model. ;)

I entered home and the moment I stepped on the weighing machine, I found that the needle stopped five units before the earlier fixed line. Can’t control the overwhelming joy that surrounds me. Went straight to the kitchen to tell my mom and not to much of my surprise I got a lecture on having regular meals and a contemptuousness for dieting.

I spent my day talking to mom (not much of college stories this time). I was having a nice time but, then came the news that mom might have to go to Punjab in order to attend the funeral of her chachaji i.e. my grandmoms brother in law. Though we have never earlier visited his place and was never in touch with him or his family.

If mom goes she will be leaving on Saturday morning and will be back on Monday night. My heart sank the moment I heard that. I can’t let her go. My mama and mausi had only one reason to convince my mom to come “achha nahi llagta” ,”society ki baat hain” and all those phony things. My mind again took a stroll. why should my mom go? Society?? since one cant ignore the society all together and if a small act of yours can calm them down then why not. Not convincing though.Or maybe the family members will feel better to have some of their relatives at this point along with them. On the contrary, they will have to serve them and show utter grief for the loss of an elder family member which they might not feel from within. If my mom’s going would have made any difference, I wont have any problem. But the reason is stupid and she has a bigger reason not to go. In the end, she didn’t and I was back to life. Though mom and dad will be visiting them next weekend or so.

The first two days were good. I learnt making puri and realized that though cooking is fun but not easy. I love home made food and this time the simple chapattis also tasted so relishing. Attended my cousins engagement, where I was the one behind the camera. Canter of attraction of all my relatives. Caught them unaware and had lots of fun. People cant stop caring about me and repeating the same thing ‘you looking so weak. What happened?’ Who cares? Am happy though dad is still worried about my weight loss.

posted by richa @ 11:32 PM