It is always fun to be at home and am trying to recollect all the lovely days that i had
To stretch luxuriantly all alone over a double bed.
To talk on phone for hours and hours
To go out with your friends and have hella lotta fun
To be the last one 2 go to bed (at least for the first few days)
To raid a well stocked refrigerator at 3 in the morning.
To be fed all my favorite dishes.
To sleep 14 hours at a stretch, and not feel guilty about it.
To be welcomed by all the relatives and chit chat with the cousins.
To be in front of the TV after a long time and not know about the various programs
To look at the songs as if you have never heard a song before
To be always in front of the TV
To chit chat with mom about the various happenings at hostel
To show everyone the various wonderful memories I had during those few months
To begin clearing unread emails and unseen Orkut scraps.
To be back home.
