I did not
realize it then. When I was pushed out of bed by mom every single morning to be
able to get ready for school in time. Or when I was forced to study for unit
tests because of the fear of letting my parents down. I did not even realize it
then when I was cheered up by my sister on my small failures. Or when mom asked why was I low a hundred
times.
Care! It is one weird emotion, I feel. A less appreciated one as well. Actually
almost all emotions are not ‘cared’ for these days. Practical people. Less
sensitive minds. But whatever we say, we cannot stop feeling. I cannot.
Slowly the whole
thing hit me. When I passed out of my school, I cried because I will miss my
friends. I will miss my school, and my teachers. Everything associated with it.
But what I did not know was that I will miss going to the parent teacher meet
with my mom, the smile my father had on his face when I received a prize, the way my sister came to me when she needed
help.
Often you forget
appreciating your family. I know I do. Many times you are thankful for every
thing; you end up being thankless for your family. It is not because you take
them for granted, but may be because you think you have a lot of time with
them. It is your own family? Where are they supposed to go anyway? Let me give
a little more time to these friends, whom I won’t see after a few years. But they do go away. Slowly and gradually.
And like others, it took me a while to see that. And when I did see it, I felt
numb. Also a little scared. I haven’t really visualized myself without these
people around me. I never had a need to.
I have been
among those few lucky ones who get to cling on to their parents a little
longer, to trouble their siblings a little more, and in the process realize
their importance a little late. All our lives we make choices, in almost every
field; which school to go to, which courses to take, which friends to make,
which profession to undertake. The only thing we do not choose is our family.
Is that the reason for the low profile role it plays? Probably.
When I first
thought about putting this feeling into words, I did not see it through; I did
not know it will be tough. But now I know. I am trying, trying to prove
something, something that will let them know how thankful I am, how lucky I am,
and how much I love them. Important things should not go unsaid. I may never
sit across the table and tell them “I love you guys!” but that doesn’t mean I
don’t feel that way.
In a few months,
I will have a new phase of life to experience. And what will keep me going is
what I have got from my parents: the values and the strength to do what I
believe in. It will be tough without them, without their love, but they will
just be a phone call away. This is life; you can’t expect it to be the same and
you dealing with the same set of people. What you need to know is that some
relations never change; instead they give you the strength to be who you are,
and their belief in you is all that you need. Everything else falls in place.
Everything else fits.
You will always
need them. Let your feelings be felt, words be heard (read).
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