It was around 9 pm IST and I was thinking about what to cook standing in front of the kitchen table. I usually have late dinner, while talking with Mom and Sis, I cook my food and sometimes ask them what I should cook and how.
Yesterday, I was not in the mood to cook and already talked to them earlier while going for a walk. I entered my room after the walk and pondered whether to have fruits for dinner or make soup. Suddenly, I receive a call from one of my long-time friends! It was quite a surprise, we had not been in touch for a long time, but whenever we connected it was like yesterday we had chatted.
Life throws such a curve ball, I never imagined. My friend had an awesome academic record and always had conversations about earning her own money. She got married at a young age and her big dreams remained a dream. She has her small store now, which gives quite a good income, but it’s quite different from her dream.
I am happy for her and her family. I inquired about her parent’s house and the situation there. She said everything was good but things have changed a lot after marriage. Her brother and sister-in-law care for her whenever she visits them, but the place feels different. She felt like a stranger visiting someone else house.
She said ” I have to think before taking things from my room and even cooking the food I like. There is a thought, they might not like what I am doing and will be a problem later. I have to be very cautious there.” It hit me hard! I have been staying outside my home for more than five years.
I don’t have sisters-in-law at home for the time being. But, there will be a time when my brother will get married and more people will be there in my family. Even now, whenever I go back home I don’t have my room. They have to prepare a bed for me before my arrival.
After listening to my friend’s words, I felt that the house where I grew up was no longer mine the moment I stepped out to explore better career options. I will not be able to go back to my own home where I was carefree and did whatever I wanted.
Suddenly, tears swelled in my eyes and it started flowing without control. On the other side, my friend’s daughter started crying and needed to be comforted. We cut short our conversation and promised to connect again. We ended our call, but I cried thinking “Time had brought me to a place where my home was far away in the memory land.”
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