Somewhat sleepy and tired; he stepped out of the airplane. It was daylight and he was sleepy. That is what being in the other side of the world will do to you, the mind suggested. He was jetlagged, a term that he had heard but never experienced before. As he stepped out of the jetway he just thought that it was his first step on a land outside his birth country. He was in his 20s. Had lived in hostel many years and travelled for work, but this thought of being in a new country just overwhelmed his mind with so many emotions. Tired, yet excited; hopeful, yet worried; happy and homesick all at once. He knew something has changed
I am not going to
stay here forever. Just a short while, will live and learn and explore for a couple
of years before I return to where the roots are, he thought silently in his
heart while slowly crawling through the long immigration line.
In the main terminal, there was a smartly dressed fellow in a black suit, much shorter than himself, carrying a board with his name on it. Yes that will be me; he gestured with a smile and the guy with board (later he learnt was named Ronnie) started leading him through the aisles and parking lot to the shining black Lincoln towncar. This was his ride arranged by the company he was going to join in a couple of days. Then the car started rolling on roads that he has never seen, places he has never been and feelings he had never had.
Snow on the side of
the roads, cold air gently moving the pine trees on the next to the road. This country
is so different for where he had come from yet so similar, he thought as the car rolled towards
his apartment almost 12 miles east of the airport.
All that feels like a
different life time now. That was me 20 years ago; today 3/3/2001.
Difficult to think
that was me, I don't even look like him.
A lot happened in
last 20 years, most of it I had never thought of that day, 20 years ago. Still
it feels a very simple life as is standing here today.
I can count a few
things during this period
· A lot of friendship -
· A
lot of new people -
· A lot of new places-
· Some success along the way -
· Some failures along the way - Coached
Lost hair and
youthful looks of yesteryears and lost hair (had to say that again)
Less hair means
more experience as you may hear me say (won’t tell if that is true; you may see
for yourself)
Or what changes everyday
is called Life
Good one...two snaps are good and with first one I remember hostel days
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DeleteVery interesting and fresh. Light and thoughtful. Happy migration anniversary
ReplyDeleteThanks Bhai
DeleteBeautifully written what you have experienced....only some intellectuals like you can express in such beautiful words.
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DeleteLovely, very well explained, समय kaise best jata hai pata nahin chalta. Be happy.
ReplyDeletePriya dogra For me its different experience its touching that miss your company bohat Pyar long live be happy all of u
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DeleteYour feelings are really overwhelming...so true n refreshing...
ReplyDeleteThanks Anu
DeleteYou just described your life in your own way, that where you stood before & where you're standing today...I'm so proud of you chachu❤️
ReplyDeleteThanks TQ. Bless you beta
DeleteWow 20 years ! 2 decades. Hope and wish that you will make more happy memories in next 2 decades.. Stay Blessed ...
ReplyDeleteThanks Ajit.
DeleteWell articulated retrospection....reading this, now I want to sit calmly & go back in my memories....👌
ReplyDeleteWell articulated retrospection....reading this, now I want to sit calmly & go back in my memories....👌
ReplyDeleteThanks Bhai. Feel happy to trigger that reaction
DeleteAptly said
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DeleteAmazing! Feels as if I am experiencing it myself!
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