After spending a week with my fiance and his family, I am back. It was a pleasant stay with unpleasant surprises. My folks also came over to meet him and his family. It felt nice seeing them after such a long time..it had been 9 months since I hugged my mom. For some reason the hug didn't feel the same as it used to back home. It felt distant, it was like 'she' wasn't there. They were really happy to see me. I could feel it through their eyes. But, for some reason, the 'connection' could not be build. I still remember getting up early just because I wanted to have morning tea with mom. That was the time I could talk about anything and everything. It didn't feel the same this time. I am still trying to reason it but have not been successful... I cant talk about this, I fear they might feel I am a horrible person.. Probably I have changed..living by myself in a new country has taught me a lot. I have cried in my room for hours with no body to console, been miserable situations with no one to guide me through. Though I know it should be the other way, but on the contrary I am a happier and stronger person now. Probably I have grown out of the person I used to be.. I have a new perspective towards life...I have started looking at things under new different light. Unlike my earlier self I don't get stuck in petty details.. These 9 months have me accept a lot of things I was unwilling to accept..Life has been tough but it has been fun living it!
There are several unanswered questions in my head... I guess I am sending a few out into the universe through this blog... Do I wish to know the answers? I am not sure...
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