Parents visited me in BLR, and somehow I feel worse!

They were here for a week, staying with me. They left this morning and the silence in the house again is killing me as i work.

Looking back at the last few days, what did I actually do? "I have a standup, please keep your voice down." "Too tired, dinner mangwa lete hain, baahar nahin jaate" "You guys should go to Agara in the morning"

I treated their visit like a logistical burden. A task to be managed between work and chores. I spent more time scrolling Instagram than talking to the people who literally starved themselves to pay my school fees.

Here is the raw truth: We think we have time. We don't. I did the math. If I visit home once a year for 5 days, and they live another 15-20 years, I have maybe 100 days left with them. Total.

And even those 100 days won't be the same. The dynamic has shifted. We aren't a family living under one roof anymore. We are just polite adults visiting each other. I’m not their son anymore, I’m just their host who pays the bills.

Screw the 30 LPA and the "hustle".. If your parents are around, shut the laptop. Just sit with them.