I was pretty shocked when mom hugged me. And the most thing which made me feel sad was when she kissed my forehead and said those L bomb.
I couldn't say that I love her.
I couldn't say that I will miss her and dad.
I couldn't say that I am sorry for all the drama that I have caused.
I couldn't promise her that I will behave like a lady manner.
I couldn't even hug her back.
To be honest I didn't felt anything, not even wariness when I hugged her.
I don't know why I couldn't even turn back and face her.
Maybe because of my stupid ego.
Maybe ecause I couldn't see her as my mother.
Maybe because I hated physical contact.
Maybe because I felt her as a stranger
The journey through the sky was quite. I didn't slept. I was pretty worried about the seating arrangements and all. I mean I love sitting next to the window.
And I got a window seat. Yipppeeeee....
I admired and starred down. Looking at the lights like tiny candles are burning and those candles was not dimming even after the heavy rain.
I know I felt stupid for thinking that ... Anyways, tomorrow is gonna be a fine day.

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