When day started looking at my sis nicely dressed ready to go to school… She says ‘bye’ and I say ‘good morning’…
Where I could depend on appa to drop me at the bus stop and even blame him if I am late…
When I left my washed clothes on the washing machine to be put to dry by amma… I remember amma saying "after marriage who is going to do this…"... I just wish, I knew that she was serious then…
When I waved to amma and started off to office…
When I left home to office, just to meet friends and have fun and do some little work…
When I identified food only in the form of cooked state and that it came from fridge…
When I had my lunch box with me not knowing even what’s there in…
When I messaged my friends all day…
When I recognized the day’s target as creating some ‘test cases’ or doing some ‘execution work’ rather than just being cooking Sāmbhar and cleaning table…
When I chat with my best friends about sweet nothings all day and felt like ‘I am new…’
When I came home there was someone to greet me…
And there were a variety of dishes to relish on…
When I prayed to God only for me, sis, parents and grandparents…
When I could sleep for long without any guilt…
When we were four in the dining table…
When my day started listening to amma’s tone and sometimes even ended with the same…
When my day ended thinking about the yummy food I had and not about the food I need to prepare the next day…
When the drying clothes never used to see the sun for more than a day…
When the only things which would hurt me were amma’s scolding… and not one do I remember… :-)
Above all, when I never justified my actions…
Never knew all these small things would mean so much in one’s life…
I wish I had known its importance then, while living them…
Better now than never… May be that’s how every girl learns…
Amma, Appa and Anagha… You guys were my world; you are and will always be…
I am happy to convey you this…
One life and I can’t afford to miss to let you know how much I love you…
I love you all a lot…
And yes… all this doesn’t definitely mean that I am miserable now… Poor Raghu… He is a charm… He takes care of me like a baby and I have never felt so special before.
Just wanted to pen this for you to know how special you are for me.
Lots of Love
Shwetha
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