There was a time when I was dying to grow up,move out of house so as to become independent,see this world 4m my own eyes and deal with the challenges life would bestow upon me in my own style.
2 yrs be4 when i finally entered this stage,every1 advised me that this world is not so simple to face and not just to go by its looks.I was pretty determined that yes I will surely do it.Time passed on and during dese two yrs,every now n den when i was so cooked up wid seeing diff faces of ppl in dis world n tired of enacting that yes i m pretty brave to handle it,i would look arnd for a solace -- n dat wud me my HOME.
I just wasn't aware of the reason behind it.
2 yrs hence, I realize why I always love so much going back home whenever I could.It was a surprise.It was just that dere I meet the real ME-the child in me who is pampered,who doesn’t has to behave maturely every nw n den to deal with issues,who feels more protective n secured as my parents-my Penultimate guides r there wid me--24 by 7.They are the ones who won't ask for any explanation if i do something wrong instead patiently guide me up and lovingly make me see d right way,quiet unlike dis world which makes me learn some lessons of life brutally,at every turn in life.Parents will appreciate me whenever i m down n out to make me feel more confident n realise my potential unlike the ppl of this world who won't leave an instance where they could dampen my self-confidence.
2day i sit back n wonder,till how long would i be able to put up dis fake brave look on my face n face dis not so very friendly world,i wonder could i ever become so REAL again n have those days back in my life again forever simply cz they were D BEST DAYS of my life!!!
