The long hours spent with relatives are but a well deserved respite from the usual bustle of everyday life in what you are used to. So many questions asked, things remembered and laughed at. Memories of yesterdays that cannot be forgotten, but would eventually turn into ridicule and laughter. Many relatives who approached me to asked if I know them, and when I answer back, sometimes I really cannot say who is who, but eventually I will remember the name, the name a person cherish most.
The most painful time in an unexpected visit is when you say goodbye to those who you love most. Your friends, relatives and people who used to go and grow with you. While you have traveled your own roads and crossed your own bridges, it is still a good thing to remember the good old days.
The time when you are still trying to learn how to smoke, how to drink, how to visit your kursunada or the apple of your eye, the summer "tuli" and so many other night life that sometimes turn nasty when the father of the apple of your eye sometimes caught you peeping in the detached bathroom, trying to figure out who is the one taking a bath?
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