i can't say it feels strange to be home. really, i can't say it even feels like i ever left. i've been reflecting on the hats i wear as i slip in and out of environments, change my hat, and keep on moving. streets of kolkata, state road 26, alleys of sonagachi, porch swing in my back yard, coffee shops, riding rickshaws, and motorcyles...
i feel like i've shut the faucet of emotion off, turned it tight to keep out any feelings i might have about being home...america and kolkata.
however, i have had some of the best nights' sleep ever, and when i wake up in the morning i hear birds, chirpy happy song filled birds...not barreling diesel trucks, or the hideous squak of our nemesis...the crows...just quiet peaceful still...and chirpy birdy songs.
being with friends and family is like water to my soul and homemade meals (all including some form of beef!) is the greatest treat in the world...along with plentiful diet cokes and iced tea!
at the airport in london it hit me, as if for the first time, that i didn't stand out any more, and by the time i reached chicago and indianapolis, i realized not one person was staring at me. there's not reason to when i look like everyone else. its an interesting feeling to realize you're not the forienger any more. going from a place where i cannot hide, to a place where everyone looks the same...
i'm mostly just enjoying the clean beautiful indiana air, my quiet runs in the morning along the corn lined country roads, and talks on the couch with my bro.
in the next few weeks i have here, i'm determined not to let my schedule rule. and instead to enjoy the journey and soak in the folks around me.
sometimes i forget what i got, till its gone.
and i refuse to let it happen this time...
more to come.
peace.
4 comments:
hey girl. hope your time at home is full of blessings and rest. don't be hard on yourself, and let yourself be a little crazy. i've decided that this is the way to survive. sanity is over-rated anyways. love you. ange
yeah for rest, friends, and yummy food. I told Kristin this, but you have to try the Vanilla Coke Zero. It's so good! Love you and glad you made it home safely.
thanks girls, love you both too. trying to be a little crazy, and i'll jump on that vanilla coke action for sure.
Yes, the crows are the arch-nemesis. The other day my roommate was on the roof hanging out our clothes and one swooped down and grabbed her hair. Out of frustration she flung water from the clothes bucket at the crow. The water completely missed the beast. Except....she forgot that there were still underwear in the bucket... OUR UNDERWEAR goes flying off the roof and lands in a tree on the other side of the street for all the world to see!!!! So our neighbors got a show- us climbing up a chair swinging at our braswith a floor wiper hanging peacefully in a guava tree . All because of a crow.
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