Diwali is the biggest festive season in India.
Families come together in this holiday season and celebrate.
Everyone celebrates it in their homes, while I am away from home and everything here makes me nostalgic about those days.
So you know you miss home when
Passing by the roads you see a mom n a child holding hands and all you smile knowingly
You know you are homesick when
you see your neighbours laoding picnic baskets in their cars on weekends
You know you miss home when
you come back from college and expect a loud voice saying “Remove your shoes outside”
You know you miss your dad when you are rilly lazy to go somewhere and you wish he could drop you off
You know you miss home when you visit someones home and you see a wall painted with a color similar to your room
You know you miss home when you go bankrupt and all you had to do is just look at you dad and make a sad face.
You know you miss home when even having a 1000 friends does not help when memories from home flash before you go to sleep
You know you miss home when No Facebook chats could replace the heartfelt talk with your mom sitting on the swing
You know you miss home when you feel like not showing your anger to anyone as no one would take it except your folks back there.
You know you miss home when no one other than your siblings could understand your mood swings.
You know your homesick but u cannot help.