Confession

Last winter when I was home, for the first time in my life I lied to my family. I lied to my mom with whom I've always been open and always shared such details, lied to my sister, my best friend. All for nothing. I lied to people who'd never leave my side for someone who left my side in a few hours of decisive moment and never tried to look back and talk to me again, never once came and asked me, 'How do you feel?'

The week that passed by, had been a week of confrontations and confessions for me, and there was a long list of people I had jotted down to confess to, but I had decided to make it face to face. The results as mentioned in the previous post were very positive, and the guilt of lying to my loved ones was bogging me down, so for a change I decided to deviate from the rule. I picked up the phone, and with one hello, she knew, she knew something was wrong, and I narrated everything. Though it's been a long time since I overcome the whole situation, but talking to her, and hearing out what she had to say about it, brought a sense of peace and satisfaction deep inside.

Trust me, there's nothing like parents in this world, so understanding, loving and forgiving. Always guiding you in the right direction. I know there are many who cannot relate to their parents, think that they'd never understand, all I'd say is try, try once, and you'll know, you'd never meet anyone more understanding than your parents and siblings. All you have to do is talk, talk with full faith and honesty.