I still remember all the incidents when we also went out to study as we were living in a small place with no facilities for higher education.
I was only eleven and half when i left home, and then I was adamant the way all the children are----that I want to go out, study science and this and that,........my mom never wanted to send me....................but i was arrogant enough to say----u dont want to send me because then there will be no one to scold or work.(ha Ha)...........how wrong i was..........and I only know how miserable I was without my family but egoistic enough to never admit it:)
And then my sister went to Nainital in the same way, she also wanted to study in boarding and in Nainital:) and one day when we got a letter from her, it was so emotional that my mom and me started crying immediately:) and my father was bewildered and asked -why are u sobbing so uncontollably:)
Even after 20 yrs situation never changes, as the emotions are same.I can still vividly remember My son standing at the door of railway compartment looking so vulnerable and lonely....
my daughter's face when I first left her at her hostel at Pilani---standing there............completely white as if someone has squeezed the blood out of her......
.My heart went out to them.
And the cycle goes on.......now I keep thinking about my nephew--------.
sometimes I think are the children really the pleasure we think them to be or a life long worry, because parents never cease to worry about their children whether they are 5 yr or 50 yr old. The other day my daughter said that----in life there is always a reaction of everything, so if anything brings u happiness, then it will make you sad also and it is so true, what do u think?