Missing

After my fifth standard I was forced to study high school at my mom's parents place. I still remember how much I cried for being away from parents.I used to go to lonely place, cry for an hour and come back to hell.It was mentally intoxicating to stay away from parents and village with the limited attachment I had with them.Today when I look back those memories are very funny.

Parents in-laws are here in Singapore from the last one month, wife had the best time with them. Starting from how to cross signal in foreign land till she gives sendoff at airport she took care of them like her children, wife's parents scolding her with pride for teaching even small things of life just like they did in her childhood. Long hours of discussion, late night sleeps, roaming around the city, movies , small fights in between ,theme parks anything and everything in Singapore most of the times three of them enjoyed, I was just providing my support to them and playing the role of audience. Today they just left to India, when I was observing wife's feelings at departure gate she was missing them just like me in my childhood but with more intensity.

Came back to home, home is full of silence,wife is hardly replying to me, she went to the room where they spent most of the time, crying alone, its reflecting my childhood days, all I am doing is letting her to drop down all the tears as she will treasure them forever, when she is still not stopping I entered into altercation for a small thing to divert her attention but thats not giving any result,now just sitting and talking to her some nonsense.

Being a husband I don't think I can ever replace parents love and affection, parents love is unconditional , where as husband's love start with need and grows with time depending on thinking of the person, it will take a life time to match with parents, will continue to understand and improve on this.

Wife's parents will be reaching India midnight Singapore time and she is not going to sleep until she hear their voice from India. The least I am doing is be with her, talk some nonsense and write this blog while she is watching the tv. I am off to India day after on business trip, has to do something tomorrow to bring back wife to mechanical life we have chosen profoundly.