I was 3, when we moved to the city. It was only my dad, sister and me. It was my sister's idea to move to the city for my education. My mom and other sisters were left behind in our home town to take care of the house and cattles.
I used to miss my mom a lot. So every year after the academic year gets over, we get summer holidays and that is the time we get chance to visit our hometown. That is the moment which I would never forget. Meeting my mom after every 10 months was like full of excitement, joy. The train journey was fun and the eagerness to meet my mom doubled my happiness.
On way back I used to hate going. I would lie down the whole journey thinking and crying.
These were the childhood memories which I will never ever forget.
I love my Mom. She is no more now, I miss her very much