A random thoughts!!!

Every time I return from my mother, I feel like a refugee for a long time. Doesn't want to talk to anyone. I put the food I brought with me in the chess fridge, it's like someone else's home fridge. Bathroom tiles are separate, as are kitchen cabinets. The trees on the veranda do not like you. I think I forgot my way and moved somewhere else, to someone else's house.

But I bought every curtain in this room to my liking. I take care of the verandah trees thinking of my own child. On the way back, I think those who leave the house suffer a million times more than those who are left behind. It will be difficult for my mother to enter my empty room today. The clothes I left behind, in the messy bed he would look for me all day today.

This is the first time I noticed that my mother had gone to my house from one day to the next. I said goodbye and entered the house and cried loudly! What a void! The first time I felt that day, every time I went to the hall, I would stay out of the house. But when I went out like a selfish person, I kept thinking about the traffic on the road, whether I would arrive on time, what are the plans for today.

Of course that's what it should be, isn't it? Life means moving forward. The familiar favorite fell behind. I rarely meet people I see every day. Ammu's dirty face, even more filthy smile behind me, I have to move to the new place where I spread the stalks.

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