I miss my dirty house
I remember it used to drive me crazy, but law odd, I miss it. Didn't realize when my house got clean and my children turned adults. Remembering all this while sipping my hot tea, sitting calmly on a spotless chair while the floors sparkling at me
Archana Bapat
@Jindagi_Rojana · 0:42
You. Oh, my God. Each word resonates so well with me as an empty nester. I I feel related to every single line. Yes, I do miss that mess and that vibrant vibes of our home. But now. Ah, that was a phase, and this is also a phase, so flow with the flow of life. Anyways, thank you very much for, again, refurbishing my memories. Thank you. Bye