The day I left home...
To be honest I never have a chance to fully move away from
home. Just to make my mother happy, I applied for the university located in my
hometown. I supposed the universe was all my side when I got to know that it
was mandatory to stay in hostel during the orientation week as well throughout the
first year of studies. I was over the moon, finally a life on my own. I still remember clearly what happened on the
first day I left home.
My mother actually followed me to the hostel room and do you
guys want to know what she told my roommate after done interviewing her?
Dear, please take care of my daughter and please do accompany
her whenever she goes bathroom.
However, I wasn’t surprised of the statement because I know
I can expect this from my beloved mother.
Nevertheless, I really enjoyed my life three years in
university even though I was always home during weekends to visit my mother. It
was precious good old days where I can roam the streets and gaze the stars with my friends at
midnight without anyone checking on me.
Well that is my mother; she has her own idea of how the life
of her daughter ought to be. As long as I’m lying lazily on the bed and facing
laptop all the day, I will be fine because her eyes are watching me and she
will be in peace as long I am inside the house with her. Sometimes dinner may
actually arrive on bed for me. :O That’s too much isn’t it..(I ain’t gonna raise my daughter that way :P) .You see,
that’s where our thoughts clashes. I believe that this is the time for me of
anyone for that matter to explore the world and learn new things.
My mother strongly believes that the world is not a safe
place for her daughter. So until she change her mind, (Well I’m trying my best
to make her understand), I will continue to lie that I work on weekends and go
places to quench the thirst of travelling in me. My life is confined into a tiny circle and I
can’t cross the lines without hurting my mother. Dont get me wrong I love my mother so much and I'm trying as much as I could to make her happy ..Sometimes love makes everything so complicated you see..
Yes, I’m 25 years old and I still live under the comfort of
my family mother.
P.S: I wish I can write more on this but my eyes are almost
shutting down already.
P.P.S: Please excuse any grammatical error because I'm just to tired to proof read now
In a way, not having to leave home until you absolutely have to is a good thing :)
ReplyDeleteMaybe its for good :)
DeleteAwww. Over-protective parents are a good thing most of the time.
ReplyDeleteI wish they can be a bit flexible with rules :/
DeleteIt is in mother's nature to dread the worst when it comes to their children. Some announce it loudly, some seethe inside.
ReplyDeleteNice read!
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
Yeah agree.. Maybe one will only when she becomes a mother :)
DeleteThank you
Papa often says my mother's love and care has spoiled me ~_~
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