Aiman has gone for a weekend visit to our old neighbors in Goregaon. They looked after her when she was a toddler, and they stand in for our families which do not live in Mumbai.

Vivek is shooting. I am virtually alone at home, for three days, and wonder what I should do with my time.

Everytime Aiman goes off somewhere, even for a day or two, I think of how it will be when she finally leaves the nest a few years from now.

It seems like yesterday when I had to carry her around everywhere, and right now, we have to schedule everything according to her school, exams, hobbies, friends. And then, there will be freedom. And what are parents, specially mothers to do with their new-found freedom?

I know I sound like an utter loser, as Aiman would say. But just missing her.