This happens with me always.Even when Namnam & I set out for Delhi,I felt very uncomfortable about having to leave home and disturb my whole routine in the process.Oh no!Its not that I wasn’t looking forward to seeing my parents.I was.It was just that I was so much in rhythm with the way my life was moving,that it irked me to get away from that.And now,as its time for us to head back to our domain in Doha,I’m again feeling depressed and uneasy to get back to the same grind.
Namnam enjoyed her stay,to the hilt.She made some new friends.She got to play and mess around,to her heart’s content,in the mud(I’ve a strong doubt,she got to taste some as well).She,even,had ample experiences taking rides on cycle rickshaws.To the extent that she would insist on going on one even if the place would just be a block away!
And most importantly she grew much closer to her Thaatha,Ammachan & Ammamma.With each passing day spent with them,she learnt to become more and more expressive.As for them,the Grands,they had a time of their life with their granddaughter.
As I watch them savoring each moment with her,I cant help feeling sad to leave them behind.I realize,life can be so strange.To ensure better lives for our children,we leave our parents back and move away to greener pastures and make them yearn for us even more.We overlook the fact that they were there for us when we needed them the most.And today,when they need us the most,we choose to be with our children.Where and how do we strike a balance? I know there’s no one answer to that.I myself,dont have one.But these are thoughts that have been brewing inside me for quite sometime.Then I read this brilliant post by Solilo on Empty Nesting.And I thought I should also vent my thoughts.Hence this post.
Anyway,on a positive note,I can take some solace in the fact that I’ll be going to a country which is just about 3-4hours away,by flight.I can rush back to be with my parents as and when I want.Unlike many others living farther away in countries like,Australia,USA or UK,who feel deprived of such little mercies!
Off I go,now,to resume my packing.So,till you hear from me again,its Asta La Vista!