Sejal Kalra

Changing Nests

The cold breeze of 6:00 am accompanied by a cup of tea and a green view from the balcony are a perfect start to a day, it was a perfectly normal day, everything going as usual, and who knew that day will mark the end of my childhood, I was standing in the balcony when my father came and broke the news that they are planning to sell the house, first thought in my mind was, “shit! We will no longer be a joint family”. The B-217 will no longer be addressed as Kalra’s residence, was that day the end of all the fun we used to have together? will we no longer see each other daily? will my aunt not shout my name every time she’ll face an issue with her phone? Will, we do not spend New Year’s Eve together playing stupid games all night? All of these questions flooded my mind and it was that very moment I realized the importance of all those people that I have been living with for the past 18 years but never took a moment to appreciate them and their roles in my life.