As a kid I don't remember but I use to look for you around.....
While I was sleep, sound of your steps would give me assurance of you being around
The moment you would remove your fingers engulfed in my tiny hands to make me climb the school bus, I would restrain and would keep the fist close through the day assuming you are around.
While you would be busy reading and putting me to sleep, holding your plait would make me believe you are around
As a rebellious and difficult child I would bang open the door to run away from home after our argument, but I would carry your scarf tucked in my jeans to ensure you are around.
When at 17 I moved out of the house you didnt come to drop me ...I was upset, I thought you didnt care ......."But now I know it was for the larger Picture" - And I sneaked your clips to ensure you are around.
When I can back home, seeing you not all that energetic and missing your trademark giggles, life for once jolted me ..that not always she might be around....
But we have a bond and I know you would stick to your promise of being around forever...
After 12 years of losing your touch,smell and sound I still hold your favorite tiny purse, it makes me feel you are around....
When I thread all the things of yours around me it makes me feel its Home.....Its our Home and you will be around this home forever...
