A passport to life

“Mom, I am getting late. Please get me my socks.” – I yelled. Today was a very joyous day for me, as this was the first time I was going abroad with my friends in a trip. All of my friends were waiting for me and getting late is not normally in my habit. So, when my mom was taking time to find my socks, I was irritated.

“What Mom, you made me late. Okay bye.” – I rushed to the door and almost ran to get a cab for the airport, didn’t even looked back. My friends were annoyed as I reached 30 mins late. Suddenly something came into my mind, which froze me for some seconds. I forgot my passport !! My goodness !! And my mom didn’t even remind me once !!

I was furious. Got to make home within 30 mins at most to get my passport and this may even lead to miss my flight !! Darn !!. I jumped in a cab double quick and began racing in my mind even faster than the car.

Then something came to my mind – why didn’t my mom reminded me? I remembered I didn’t look back when I left. Back there, my mom was standing, alone, waiting for my goodbye. Did I ever think what she would face in the empty house? How could I forget the fact that she never left me alone? That she sacrificed all her happiness for me? And what have I given to her? Waves of thoughts, memories came one after the other, hitting my mind, and I became even more impatient – now to reach home and see my mom.

When I reached, I just ran without thinking. My mom was standing at the door. “I am so sorry, I forgot to remind you about the passport.”, said mom, in an anxious tone, hiding the sadness as far as possible. I threw my bag away and replied, “I don’t need it anymore mom.”

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