I know most of us have undergone this, and would experience it again and again. I am talking about home sickness. Those couple of days when you are with your parents and there is joy and laughter galore. You forget all the sadness (read office work) and spend the two days in total blissful happiness. But soon is the time for us or them to leave and as soon as we are away, there arises that feeling of emptyness, the loneliness, the sadness, the gloom, and you wish the happiness had persisted for some time. And then you find yourself sitting in front of the monitor with a mail from your project manager splashed across it exhorting you to work hard(er)...
Life sucks. I love home.
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