Ghar ki daal...Murgi Barabar

U step down the train, n hear that "local khailo tiranga" song running like background score in a movie...
That same peculiar smell in the air fills u up with nostalgia...
Suddenly, the language dat u would so, proudly use amongst ur friends, sounds like some alien accented hindi... which u would never want to associate urself with...but u so very much do...
Ur Mom goes... "Yeh kya haal banaya hua hai...u look like a chor without ur hair, n in that french... "... U can do nothing but listen
Ur mom enquires n makes a mental note of what all u would like to eat...(rajma bhigone hai, kadi ke liye dahi la dena, ek din sabudane ka upma... The likes)
U don't have to ask for another chapatti, u just know that before this one is over the next one would be waiting for u in the plate, laden with shudh desi ghee...
Every female in ur mom's peers go " Joshiji, ab toh Vicky bada ho gaya hai..." followed by "hi hi he he etc..."
U can spend hrs without getting bored, in the house that u did not like stepping back into, after tuitions...
U announce that u don't feel like taking a bath today... Ur mom goes, chal koi baat nahi... U start doubting whether these parents r the same people u left back here, a few years back...
U enjoy taking that old Bajaj chetak out to the nearby market, that even ur dad doesn't use anymore...
Ur dad gives u his bit on life, on being aspirational, on friends, as usual...but unlike the earlier lectures this time u chose to take his advice.
U r also asked to take the car out for servicing... N u don't mind taking a day out to happily oblige
U can get into ur old bed from the 90s, without setting an alarm for the next morning... It’s amazing... Also, no other bed in the world seems a better fit...
Ur folks wake u up at 5...imagine 5...u don't mind that either...
U also have all the time in the world to write all of this n post it online...
There's nothing quite like being back at home on a 5 day break... The biggest stress reliever ever...Ur license to forget all worldly tensions...