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It was the most excited morning.

I was finally standing outside the International Arrival gate of the

Airport. My house is just 10 mints away but the distance seemed so long. I felt a invisible weight on my
shoulders as I walked towards the taxi stand. It has been three long years since I have seen my mother.
My new job in USA kept me so occupied that I completely forgot about the responsibilities that I had
towards my mother. As the taxi went past the alleyways of the neighbors, various memories started to
reappear in my mind. I was completely overwhelmed by them when I felt my mother’s hand grabbing
my palm. My voyage to see my mother has come to an end but the journey will continue.