Second Child

If your parents stopped at 2 kids, I'm sorry to break this to you, but, you're the reason why. Trust me, if I had a kid who was just like me, I'd stop too. 

Ever since I've come here, my parents and I have been too much in love and things have been a little too sweet. I don't like that. I'm not used to it. I argue with them all the time! Honestly, they're the only people on earth I will fight with and don't mind confronting. Everyone else, I'll run away at the sound of confrontation. 

So since life had been a little too sweet my dad and I fought and yes it did affect me(just a smidge), but as twisted as it sounds, it made me so happy. I am so used to them yelling at me and us arguing that now, after our fight, life feels a little normal and not like I'm on some annoying honeymoon. 

This is literally the funniest shit my parents have said to me while fighting - 

1) Mom: Jaanu, I hate how transparent your expressions are. 

2) Me: Daddy, whether you like it or not, there's no one on this planet who loves you as much as I do. 

Dad: I used to think so too, now i have my doubts. 

3) Dad: I don't have time for you!

Me: you've literally been texting me for an hour.  

4) Mom: You're a little too honest. 

5) Mom: I am your mom, you're not my mom. 

6) Mom: Stop doing dadagiri on me. 

7) Mom: *hits me* 

Parents are funny. When they don't have a good comeback, they resort to hitting you. When you're growing up, more often than not, the kids have a point and they can't digest that. But, on a serious note, I never knew a fight would cure me of my homesickness. I don't even know if I've used that term right, but, you know what i mean. 

I'll be honest, sometimes it's scary how my whole world revolves around them especially since they're growing old now. And we often take them for granted because we think they're here to stay, but as I look at them I realise, they're growing old and may not be here for very long. It's scary how you just have to be prepared for the most unexpected things in life. I know they're going to be here for a good amount of time but I love how after a point your roles reverse. Now my sister and I are their parents. 

A few years ago my mom said "If reincarnation is real, I want to come back as your daughter. You'll make a good mum." The mother said that to me and I have to say, it has to be the best compliment I've ever received. I know I sound like a nut talking about motherhood when I'm only 21, but, I've always been like this. The ghar ghar kind. So might as well make peace with it. 

The last few conversations I've had with my family and my best friends have most been us reminiscing some good old memories and laughing. It's funny how life plays out. We're in the middle of writing our own storybooks without ever realising it. The most insignificant moments, seem to be the ones that we remember. How lucky are we to do that! 

Sometimes I wish, we could teleport ourselves to some of the happiest memories in life and relive it. It's moments like these where I can't help but wonder, is happiness an emotion or a choice? I like to believe its both. 

I guess, I am writing this random ass blog because I miss my people back home a little too much. 

So yeah, just thinking out loud honestly.

P.s. The best part about having a suitcase of happy memories is that, you probably haven't even experienced the best moments yet. There's so much you're yet to live!