I am home.
Sleeping on my own bed, with thick heavy blankets to beat the cold nights.
Waking up early morning to the sound of my parents talking in the kitchen;
Eating the warm food cooked by my mom.
Talking to my dad endlessly about everything.
I am home, what more can i asked for.
I don’t see any bad dreams anymore.
I don’t see any dreams at all, i just sleep and woke up.
I am home,
All my insecurities vanish away when i am here.
Talking to my grandpa when he is reading newspaper
And i am having tea basking under the warmth of the sun.
Playing around with my small cousin’s,
Listening stories from my uncle’s and aunt,
I am home.What more can I ask more-