Travelling back to my homeland.
Though I have seen and went through numerous good-byes in my life after being a part of Indian Army; I find it totally different this time.
Every time our new posting comes, we pack the stuff and shift to a different place. Initially for few days it is hard for me to adjust to the new place. I tend to see only the rough part of the life and honestly, at times feel little agitated if the residential accommodation or weather at the new place are not fine.
After spending some time there I start getting used to it. I start liking the weather and knowing the people and the place around. I start enjoying everything about the place. The new place starts becoming old for me and then while I am deeply into the moments, again the time comes to take leave from that place and move to a yet another different place. It becomes difficult to untangle all the invested emotions then. 😔
The sad part is, there is no choice but to leave. It is inevitable.
The best part is, I get to see different places, people, cultures, and make friends. As we all know, both the sad and the good parts of our lives help us to grow :).
Unlike before, this time my heart is full of sweet pain yet contentment. I visited various places in this beautiful country. I saw scenic landscapes, deep-blue skies, starry nights, colorful birds, unparalleled fauna, and most importantly; I met warm-hearted people and made new friends. 🙂 I am taking with me a stash of memories and fond associations.
The other day I met David in the morning and Betsy in the evening on the same day. They both said that in Namibia, you cry thrice: Once when you arrive, once while living there, and the third time; when you go.
In my experience, it’s true. When I came to Namibia, I cribbed about weather, dryness, scroching Sun with very high UV, and less socialization. But when I went around various places in this beautiful country, its rustic beauty started seeping in my mind and I didn’t come to know this, till the time I left that wonderful piece of mother earth.
Namibia haunts. 🙂
Even when I have left it, it is not leaving me.