A long walk home.....

From birth, girls in my country are born with the destiny to go to their husband's home after marriage. Parental home is a place where you stay to groom well to settle in your "new home" when time comes. All the years you will hear statements like "when you go to your home...." and all that the girl does is to dream about it ... In your husband's home, you try hard to amke it a heaven with all your efforts but never they call it your home. Your home is still your parent's place, where you were born....

With girls moving out for further studies or employment,they leave the parent's cocoon a lot early these days... I was 17 yrs old when i went to college hostel. Home visits were a monthly affair.A much waited break from the studies and all the new people who suddenly were a part of my life.This routine followed for four years. My cherished dream was to return to home, stay with my mom, play with my siblings and to eat freshly prepared delicacies from my mother's kitchen. I was so happy when i got to live my dream after my graduation. But soon the desire to work and to stand free, took me away from home.Last year, i visited home jsut twice,each time for 10 days. And tomorrow i fly home again. After whole one year .... Home is now another 30 hours away ...

But when you think of each day away from home, Its a long walk ..... provided you have the right to call any place as "Home".




ps: This is a very old post ... written about 7 months back.