Who am I??

When we were young we were ignorant, that we were hurting them, with our childish behavior and the words which were not actually meant to be said. Then they gave us all the support and encouragement to do what we want in our careers and to secure our futures, they filled our bank accounts with all the money we needed and gave us whatever we wanted even before we asked.Even after college when you are thinking what next in life they are with you. They now say that you are big enough to take care of your family, but still would treat you as a little kid for ever and ever.

Its been 6 long years away from them and I want to go back, go back home , to the place where I was taught the difference between good and bad, and the place which was always filled with happiness irrespective of the circumstances backstage.

I wanna say "Momma I am Coming home", but the time has not yet come, I will at-least have to wait two months to say that, but I can't tell her for how many days? I am not home sick , I just feel that I am wasting life living, doing what I want, wearing what I like and enjoying all the comforts that my dad has given.I owe a lot to them and I hope , I can reach their expectations though my carrier plans are different from what my parents want me to do.That's the biggest fear that i currently have in my head, the fear of the day when my dad will have to bow his head in shame because of me, the only wish that I ask the almighty,that this day never comes.

Now the big question, Who am I?? I will be proud to answer this question as the "Son of my lovely parents"

With loads of love
bharat

PS: typed this down on my parents wedding anniversary when i went back home to give them a surprise, wanted to share a lot with them but ended up typing down loads instead.This has been in the drafts for over two weeks now :P