Okay, so for most of you who think that boarding sucks because of the absence of parents YOU'RE MISTAKEN. It's not the lack parents that makes you feel so home-sick but the lack of understanding of an adult, the togetherness of a home, the enforced maturity and many more things that are just not present in a boarding school.
Just to get it clear, I wasn't one of those cases who are forced into a boarding school because of my bad behaviour nor did my parents send me here because they wanted me to be a perfect military kid. I am here because of my stupidity or rather the play of my hormones.
BUT there is one thing that I have learnt. Besides all the fights with friends, arguments with teachers and after all the drama no adult to hug, did mess me up a lot but I always had this thing inside me to prove myself. That feeling doesn't come up all the time. Most recently I have been having glitches with my friends very often. It simply gets on my nerves to see the same faces every single day that are monotonous and you know what kills me the most is that they all are the same age as me and I cannot expect them to understand me any better than I can understand them. Also under the influence of peer pressure every different child is pulled down to be like the others. You change your likes, dislikes, beliefs, taste, EVERYTHING! You start to be friends with someone you personally never liked, you start to hate the people who you thought would be your life-long friends and you start to do things you'd never see yourself doing.
None but your parents are able to figure out that change because after 2 months when you finally are home for a week they see the change in smile, change in laugh, change in the tears. Change in YOU. This was when I went home for the first time after getting admission: I lay on my bed as my dog cuddled around me. I burst into tears. If it was boarding no one would even bother to come close to me to ask me why I was on the bed doing nothing, if it was boarding no one would give me that love; but it was not the boarding. Then I learnt that you have to make a face in the world. No opportunity comes knocking at the door.
My parents just watched. I used to be one of those lunatic girls laughing for no reason, doing all the madness in the world, talking while eating but I just lay so silently on my bed as if my 'new' home was sucking all the ME out of my body. It might seem exaggerated from a mouth of a 15 year old about all the misery and torture we are undergoing in the boarding but really we aren't going under all that stuff but there's a silent killing. Gradually taking away the soul of a child turning it into an absolute intellectual person and fixing it back in such a way that it never returns back.
Getting back to the my first trip home it was A-mazing. Especially when i opened the fridge I see all my ice-creams, cakes, chocolates, yogurts and love in it. ARGH I don't wanna go back!
