Time won't stop and I can't turn it around

After a long time, I missed my family. No. I miss them often, but I am not talking about that kind of missing.

I am talking of the kind when you 'know' you made a bad choice leaving them at the first place - that kind. I had no words to tell my grandma on phone when she sternly told me to not miss her so much, AND to just save enough chhutti to arrive within a day's notice if a call comes from nanihaal. and I sang her favorite song to her -'Tumse milne ko dil karta hai re baba' (she loves this song and would often sing it when we visited her).

When I invited my grandparents to visit us here, they said no. They are too old for the long journey and I did not insist. I am afraid too. They look so frail these days.

I still miss my dadaji who is no more and It's been years. I don't know how to stop the time or to turn it around. Life is a one way highway with no exits and all we can do is try to keep pace with the traffic 'coz there is no turning back now.