To say goodbye to you

Since my childhood, we had this peculiar tradition of saying good-byes. Basically, I lived in the ground floor and both my parents were office-goers, who worked in shifts to take care of me and sis. So whenever me and tai went to school, mom/ dad would stand at the deck of our balcony and wave their hands. The balcony was visible even from a gate where we waited for our school bus. Making sure that we got into the school bus safely. And this would continue until we were no longer visible. The same would hold true for me. I used to sit in the kitchen window and scream 'Mummyyy!!!! byeeeeee...gharee lavkar yeeeeeeee" (meaning: Mom Bye. Come home soon.) [In a shrill voice. When every one in the colony came to know what shift ROS' mom worked;)] Yesterday, I went to one of friend's house for lunch. She lives on the first floor. As I started walking back to lab from her house, I just turned around to take a look at the window. But there was none who watched where I went! And I smiled at myself..Habits die hard. Dont know why, I believe this was the first time I ever looked at an empty window:(