Return Journey

I came back from India on Saturday, 6th of September. It’s quite unbelievable that I had even spent my time there for the last one month and 4 days. For me like I said in my earlier post its like entering into a new realm, a new zone, a new dimension. It feels more like a dream and in India Saudi seems like a life beyond the horizon. To get to these two different destinations is one hell of an experience. I have to put my life’s worth into it. The traveling sickness gets the better of me and I arrive in both the places more like a patient whose long lost the ability to differentiate between happiness and sadness. All I can think of is an extra air sickness bag and a nice big huge comfy bed with at least 12 hrs of non stop sleep. The moment I step into the plane I frantically wish I were back in my bed lazing away time. Just the thought of having to go to India or to Saudi gives me an early headache. Many may suggest a variety of tablets to help me overcome this problem but nope says my father. You will change only when you change your attitude towards your problem. It’s more of a psychological problem really. Nothing less nothing more.

We did have the chance to stay longer in India but then I didn’t wanna miss two things in Saudi in relation to Ramadan: The taraweeh prayers and then the food. May sound a tad stupid but then every little wish does count, doesn’t it?

When I went for Taraweeh prayers last night I saw the streets bustling with life. But I felt so detached from everything. It didn’t give me the feeling that I had spent a long time apart from this place. I now feel like I don’t belong to India or Saudi. My soul is asking for a different life, something more exciting. I really can’t describe how it feels.

Maybe it will soon happen. After all Ramadan is the time for wishes and dua’s to come to life. Inshallah.