Years ago,after passing one and a half years of nomadic newly married life,I had spent abt 3 mths at my parents' place for my delivery.My son was  one and a half months old,and Iwas waiting for my husband to take us back..a lil bit with a heavy heart,when one of my mother's friends  told me,"Anu,abhi to aaraam se mummy ke ghar mein itne din tak reh rahi hai..once your own house is setup ,u'll not be able to or rather not feel like  staying here for so long"...and I was like.."Is she crazy??Hows it possible that one doesn't feel like staying with one's parents???"What I  didn't realise then was that it was experience talking......I haven't met my parents for two yrs now..I'm leaving day after tomorrow to be with them and my grand parents and bua and mama and masi...alone...for abt 15 days or so..I think I deserve this break,don't I?..now that the in laws have gone back..happy and satisfied....well...ALMOST happy and ALMOST satisfied :)...but why am I not feeling really happy??Why do I feel a lump in my throat? Why am I still thinking of getting my reservation cancelled?..Maybe once I reach there,its going to be fun...becoming a kid again ..But how do I leave my kids and go??

And what am I going to do when both my sons are going to leave my nest and fly away?Its only a matter of few years more..and how do I stop these tears now?