Tonight is my bus.. U13 seat gonna gulp me once i lay done on it.... but the bed cushion won't be same as Mom's lap.... The pillow won't be same as my Father's hand... A lonely night in bus stand crowded by unknown people... But Father won't be there till..... I board my bus at 11:50pm... A lonely dinner at some hotel... There won't be Mom to serve me dinner.... A sleepless night... Keeping track of bus location.. Though the cleaner is sure of my stop... A restlessness to see my parents... My House... My town... Though the bloodshed eyes request for rest.... The enthusiasm never let it close.... I travel alone... But with full thoughts of parents... Waiting for their daughter to give a call... Once she reach bus stand till she board the bus every half an hour... Though they know she doesn't like to be disturbed... This is the usual thing for me... Still love is love... By 6:00am i will reach my hometown... No will reach parents.... This thought will make my finger set alarm at 5:00am... Though i won't sleep... i don't wanna make mistake either... All by itself my mind will start to plan for next three day time with parents.. Mom's food.. Dad's love... Nephew's sweet bite... Sister's prank.. A great weekend ahead... While i cross the big bridge... That's it half an hour.. Deadline to bus and my miss... A phone call from to my Father... Early morning.... A scenery of sunrise... Bloodshed eyes... Messy hair... Tired face... This is how me and Father may look.... But with heavy trolley... I will be running him.... Crossing the road cautiously... With my Father's sweet voice warning me to be careful... A sweet hug from my side... A sweet peck on my cheek from my Father... All set.. My favourite scooty..... My sweet Father.... There i go... Will be trying to walk as quiet as cat... Trying not to disturb my Mom, Nephew and sisters... Father trying to pour milk as silent as he can... But... Pappa(Baby)..... When you came... My Mom's voice... Same voice which i can never forget in life... That's it... There will come my Sis... Hey de... My elder sis will come carrying her son.. My nephew... "Pakka"(This is how he calls me).... That's it... A parrot voice(Second elder sis)..... Will come with her new bride look But two days later A great weekend ahead... A great vinayagar cathuri with my family ahead.... Me,Nephew will be fighting for sweets Trying not to remember the day i return back to hostel There i write this from my office Happy vinayagar chathurthi to all
Very well written. All those emojis show your emotions so beautifully. Enjoy the festival with your parents, sisters and their families. Have loads of fun!!