Tea? No, I am definitely not going to talk about tea here. What I’m gonna talk about is just a random feeling, something I am going through these days…, a nostalgia about sharing the Evening Tea with my family. I live in a hostel which really isn’t something new for me. It’s been plenty of years that I am living away from home. And I am not a kid anymore, so, keeping that fact in mind, I shouldn’t be mad about missing home or my family. I am not, of course. But still there is something which I miss the most- spending quality time with my parents. Though we talk over phone almost everyday, but phonic conversations can never replace those which happen face-to-face. Neither can the social networking sites or e-mails/chats.
Time changes so fast. Gone are those days when I used be at home all the time. I remember reading about people staying away from their families and how they miss the good times. I never gave it a thought then. I never actually felt that way. But, as has been said, we can’t feel what others feel until we go through what they are going through. Now, I can truly feel it.
Life is so easy and comfortable at home. Tough times can be experienced when we step out of the house and face the world. Alone. Of course, everyone someday or the other goes through this phase of life too, like I am going through right now. Both happy and tough. A learning process, that’s what life is. Anyways, coming back to what I was actually saying. I had never thought that I would someday be praying to God to bless me with some days where I can be with my family. Seriously, think about it, what will happen when I will be doing a job somewhere. I hope the situation won’t get worse.
It feels great whenever I think about my upcoming summer holidays, which I’ll be spending at home, and that too for two months. Surely, God is there. The last time I was at home for this long duration was two years ago. I know, there are people whose condition is even bad than mine.
Anyways, what I am desperately waiting for is the evening tea-time with my mom and dad. After five months! A priceless moment indeed. I wish such moments repeat more frequently in my and everyone’s life. God Bless.
Below are the lyrics of the song from movie “Mausam”, which conveys my nostalgic behaviour in a better way. This song is meant for those people who have gone too busy with their jobs and can’t find time for home and family.
“dil dhoondta hai, fir wahee fursat ke raat din
baithe rahe tasawwoor-ye-jaanaa kiye huye
jaadon ki naram dhoop aur aangan mein let kar
aankhon pe khinch kar tere aanchal ke saaye ko
aaundhe pade rahe kabhi karwat liye huye
yaa garmiyon ki raat jo poorawaaeeyaan chale
thandi safed chaadaro pe jaage der tak
taaron ko dekhte rahe chhat par pade huye
barfilee sardiyon mein kisi bhi pahaad par
waadee mein gunjate huye, khamoshiyaan sune
aankhon mein bheege bheege se lamhe liye huye”
The heart once again yearns for those leisurely days and nights
When we could just sit back leisurely, and let our imagination wander
Relaxing on our back in the backyard, under the mild winter sun,
Coving our head with the shade of your shawl
And sometimes turning over and lying on our sides
Or, breezes may be blowing on summer nights
We would be keeping awake late into the night lying on cold white sheets,
gazing at the stars lying sprawled on the rooftop
During chilly winter on some hill,
We may be listening to stillness echoing through valleys
living misty moments through the eyes