love you...

The sheer excitment of going home after long back is a heavenly feeling.Nostalgically I used to pamper my self by seeing home videos and photographs but all those people who are not near to me appear as ball of ice which remains in the palm just for a moment to give cold rushing throughout the body and then melts away leaving its no trace.The visions of the events celebrated together and moments lived along swim in the front of eyes and get smoky as the day passes.The sounds and the voices also dim.To fill in the effete energy level it becomes necessary to have an odyssey into a divine atmosphere which we call as homely.People who are not just people but the impressions of God get extremely elated and their faces glow seeing their dear ones whom they love and leave.We share all our emptyness and melancholy,all our joys and gaeity,all our yore and the stories but still time falls short to finish our sharings.The gossips,relaxation,soft cotton saree of mother dipped in the fragrance of all motherhood,father's feign of worry and care,children's chuckling and emotional cries,our old self shadowing mementos: all make me blessed and one of the most happiest persons.Family,a word that weighs a lot, increasing the weight of emotional floc inside that bloats when we are away from them and vanishes as soon as we rush to them.These times I wish time to be at hold and walk a bit slower to let me in the real heaven little more time.I can offer a bargain or an exchange with time for the true happiness,whatever it is ,for all my dear ones ......................