My winter vacations!!!

I wrote this when it was just few days left for me to leave home after staying about a month at home.

My winter vacations are going on right now.Just a few days and then i'll again have to go back to college.I don't have anything to do as such at home and just the feeling that i'm useless makes me feel like going back to college otherwise if you really ask me,i'm not feeling like coming back to college again.I know once i'll be back to college,i'll again get tuned into the college life style,friends and all but right now just the feeling of collecting my stuffs back again and packing my bags is sending shivers through my body.

You feel so secure and important when you are at home.I don't need to take care of myself because i know there are my parents ,my siblings to take care of all my needs.Most of my time is spent sitting on the kitchen table where my mom is cooking and i keep bugging her with all my nonsense college stories which i know,she is least interested to hear but even then i'll non-stop go on speaking.I love wearing my elder sister's clothes even though in return i know i'll have to bear with her anger.I love to teach and play with my younger brother and sister till the time they are bored of studying with me.And then at night when my dad is bak home,its talking and watching news(which i hav to anyhow bear)with him.My dad,he still keeps wondering how do i manage to live independently in hostel because usually i'm least bothered about myself,my clothes,my health,my diet...But its like its different at home.I love to be scolded by them coz i know they are my own.I know even if i'm the baddest person on this earth,they'll still love me.I know there are people who are more bothered about me than i'm about my own self.

I know there is a lot i've to learn in life,face the world,be independent,go through ups and downs but at this point of time if you ask i still just want to be with my family.But time has and will never wait for anyone.

And again there's my mom calling me for dinner.She just cannot think of anything else than food.
Putting my pen down and closing my diary,my eyes again well up with tears.