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The days i am going to stay at home are numbered. Day by day , the date of departure is nigh. Very soon , i will leave my beloved country and most importantly i will bid goodbye to my family , my home sweet home.

It's a mixed feeling. The elation , exhilaration and euphoria for much sought after freedom and exposure to different cultures and people. At the same time , the sorrow , sadness for leaving home, my bed , my food , my family. I am a homely person and surely and predictably i will be homesick for at least a few weeks to months. Why wont i? I am at the other side of the globe and coming home is only an annual event.No longer monthly.And it is not a short stint, it is more than half a decade.

We know the importance of family , but we tend to take everything for granted. We always think that our parents will always be there for us throuh ups and downs , thick and thin. We do not want to grow up. We want to be kept in the coccoon of comfort for as long as we could. We want the warmth and coziness of family. When we fall , we know someone will hold us up from behind. When we are down with sickness , we know someone will stay vigil and feed us with medicine. When we throw tantrums , we know someone will tolerate and compromise and try their best to fulfill our wish. Every parents want the best for the children. They will go the extra mile , take the prickly path as long as the children can get the best of everything. No sacrifice is measurable with monetary reward. But how often have we said "thank you"? It seems so easy but yet so hard to say out.

As our circle of friends increases , we tend to neglect our parents and family more. The importance of friendship override the importance of kinship. Family has taken the back seat. How many times have we canceled our family dinners just to go out with friends? The enthusiasm of our parents seeing us back and their eagerness to prepare a decent meal is just splashed with cold water of dissappointment. Yet they didn't say a thing. They try to be understanding. They try do be liberal because they know parenting nowadays is no longer autocratic. They feel like as long as we are happy , it's fine with them.But silence doesnt mean they don't feel anything.

And those endless nights of staying awake just to wait for us home and those phone calls from home to remind us about the time. We feel annoyed at times. But come to think of it , it is for our own good. But how much have we appreciated it? We feel their constant naggings annoying and yet have we reviewed in front of the mirror what have we done wrong?

Also when have we stopped giving goodnight kiss to our parents. Many of us do that when we were young. But naturally it just stop at one point without us realising it. When has dad stop telling bed time stories and when has mum stop singing lullaby? Generation gaps gradually widen as we grow up. Our thinking starts to divert from our parents'. And that's when we feel that they are outdated , they can't keep up with trend. And that's when we start throwing hurtful and harsh comments.

And there will always be time we called the rebellious stage. We cannot see eye to eye with our parents in almost everything. From the most trivial matters of what to eat , where to go , what to wear to other more important things , nothing they do seem right to us. Quarrels erupted on daily basis. Hatred , vengeance and rebelliousness. I am truly grateful for my parents' patience and tolerance. If i were to have a child of that attitude , i won't know how long i can stand before killing him.

And after that stage of life , it's our time to leave home. Since the day i left home for studies , i know my home has become my hotel. It's a stopping point to rest my feet. I can never stay longer than a few months. Even after completing studies , we are bound to find our own place , start our own life and even have our own family. So the day we step out of the door , it's a time to say goodbye to home-sweet-home. No matter where we go, there is definitely no place like home.

And when we look back again , that's the time we realise our parents have grown old. When has the dense dark shiny hair given way to silver strands? When has all the wrinkles appear? It is because we are oblivious for so long a time. We are too engrossed to find their faults that we never realise their changes.

It's time to look back to where u started - FAMILY