...that I am home without Betu.
Betu has gone along with his Dadu-Dadi to Chandigarh to spend time with his cousins (Bua's kids).
He has been super excited about going for the trip and since the past 2-3 days, every few hours, he would come up and tell me "tachee laga do meri" (he meant attache/suitcase).
And today he has finally left for his trip. As I was walking back on the platform after seeing him off, I felt a big lump in my throat. It took a lot of strength to hold backthe tears. And finally when I reached the car and sat inside I just couldn't hold them anymore.
Now that I'm home the house feels so empty. Its the first time that he has gone away. Although I'm happy that he will have a good time with his cousins, still I'm a little sad in some corner of my heart. Every now and then I feel that lump coming back and its a struggle to hold those tears from rolling down. Its not been even 6 hours since he left and it already seems ages.
He may not miss me as much as I'm gonna miss him and I'm actually glad that he won't. Him feeling upset and missing me will make it even worse for me to handle.
Have lots of fun Betu and Mumma loves you a LOT!