It’s been a real long time since I’d even visited this little space of mine, leave alone writing something on it. Thanks to those THE most chaotic weeks after this. With just a week for a radical change in my life, my wheels were on full spree with shopping, closing on accounts, finalizing on the things to be taken with, visiting relatives on and on and on. And the last few days were even more crazier enough to make me even forget to breathe. The house was full with throngs of HD’s relatives pouring in and honestly that made things even more chaotic as his aunt fell sick of high pressure and had to be rushed to hospital just before the last few hours of our departure. Things returned to normalcy only after the doctor’s affirmation that she’s fine and had to some rest. After that unfortunate thing, we were again busy with some last minute checking and finally, we were off to airport with literally a bandwagon to see us off. We entered the airport with the sea of heavy baggage unaware of the other “tamasha” waiting for us in the airport where HD and me ruffled a bit in front of complete strangers as to what items have to be offloaded to reduce the baggage. Clearing off the baggage ,bidding adieu to the apparently anxious HD’s relatives , and clearing the string of formalities , we finally crashed onto the seats in the lounge of the airport in the wee hours ,waiting to aboard a new phase of life. It was only on that moment did I perceive the impact of this “new” life. Soon I would be leaving the place which had seen my life’s ups and downs, joys, sorrows and above all the familiarity of at least few a people when I walked down the street and
that made me realize that I had not only bid adieu to the people but apparently to at least a quarter of my life. All this was interrupted by a female voice announcing on the details of boarding the flight and there, HD and I picked our bags and walked towards the flight contemplating on what god has in store for us. Subsequently after seating on the flight and while browsing through the magazines my eyes which was sleep -deprived for the last 18 hrs finally took some rest. And HD was all the more enthused in showing me some amazing scenic from the top like sea , desert and blah blah was like singing in unresponsive ears as I was drooling down in his shoulders. Finally the journey to my other phase of life ended or rather begun while the captain announced the safe landing and I entered the city with mixed bag of emotions which was an unique sense of joy and at the same time lot of apprehensions dominating. The drive from the airport to home introduced me to those landscape buildings, the people dressed in the attire which I’ve seen only on the movies and the special notice was the range of cars that were plying on the overly - disciplined lanes. And I realized that the place was just a replica of my city, not a single time did I feel that I was on the other part of the world. Though the first few days was spent more on catching up with the lost sleep due to the crazy schedules back home and the other being the jet lag. Furthermore , here the days went quite busy in adjusting to the local time and setting up the home which , even after three months ,is still half way in completion. All said and done, I must accept that the life here is completely different from the one that I’d been living for the last few years and in HD’s words life here is ‘so far so good’.
PS: This post was lying in my draft for considerate amount of time and finally saw the light of the day.
