2 years back one day... I asked my mom
"Why you and dad are sacrificing your whole life for me, saving assets for me. Both of you are doing many things for me but you're wasting your time to explore and enjoy your life. I feel guilt about it." Eventhough this questions my existence. I always thought to ask her this question. I loved my family . To be with my family. Because I was the recipient of huge love. But I didn't knew how they felt. I always pictured my future as a nomad...