Coming Back Home

Fourteen years ago I bade farewell to this small town I called my village, my home. I grew up swimming in its rivers, walking on its dusty path and singing songs in the rhythm of its frenzy breeze but this same roads, rivers and the breeze robbed me of the reasons for living with it so I bade it a teary farewell when I lost my little sister along with the breaking bond of my dad and mom.
But today, after fourteen years I had to come back home, to the embrace of the world I had forsaken for all these years. As I drove on the winding path, I started feeling dizzy but it was not motion sickness, it was the feeling of euphoria, of coming back to the place I belonged and will always belong to no matter where I build my home now. I saw myself in the streams winding alongside the path I took and felt the same fear of my mother’s scolding filling my heart. In the dusty path, some kids were playing and as I gazed closely, I saw the snotty little girl who frequented on these same dusty paths some fourteen years ago. In the lengthy stretch of the road, I saw the innocence of same snotty girl which died in the reigns of the mighty hand of fate but once again taking this same path I saw that girl taking life for another time. Before long I found my eyes well up with fresh stream of tears that lay hidden in the fabric of responsibilities that had me enclosed me in its embrace. I cried silently and from the corners of my eyes, I saw my husband looking at me and as he silently drove the vehicle I remembered the journey he was taking with me and saw a glint of smile that spelled happiness. I looked at him, facing him and smiled back the same smile, the smile that assured me of a life I knew that brought him in my life. He would always tell me I would never have married him had I not been forced to leave this place and in his smile I noticed the hint of thankfulness to this place which had disowned me only to make him own me.
But whatever, it was a fresh feeling of love of coming back to my roots, to my home, back again after all these years with a new world that meant a lot more of my achievement since the day I decided to part ways with it. Today I learnt that the world I had created was a mere illusionary world of the world I had left behind and today it was like coming out of the shadowy dark cave to face the light of the real world.