I
just came back after a long holiday in the God's own country. It was
amazing to see the state filled with greenery from the flight. It
was exciting to go back to my motherland after five long years. I still
felt it close to my heart. After living in a city for so long you would
love anything green or fresh. I used to stop the car and take the
picture of any place which was greener than the previous one and people
used to stare and ask each other what is she trying to click?
Beautiful scenery, admirable tea gardens, lovely houses were just a part of pictures and films for me but now I was living it all. I went and lived in my own home which had the view of the whole place from it's terrace. Looking at the stars and tracing out the constellation used to be my favorite time at night. Sometimes, you can understand the meaning of true art from nature. Beauty is not only in the eyes of the beholder but also in the hands of the creator.
Meeting all the relatives is the most terrifying thing for me. They just stare at you for sometime and then pretend to know you better than yourselves and then they tell you that they saw you as a kid and then they ask me to recognize them... Give them a small smile and escape!!. The second question came soon after the first one that what do I do? Immediately I said I'm doing journalism then I then realized that for them any girl being anything other than a nurse was equivalent to doing nothing. They replied, Oh!! It's a very difficult job! Why didn't you send her for nursing( they asked my parents)? I thought nothing has changed in the past five years neither the place and nor the people...!!
Beautiful scenery, admirable tea gardens, lovely houses were just a part of pictures and films for me but now I was living it all. I went and lived in my own home which had the view of the whole place from it's terrace. Looking at the stars and tracing out the constellation used to be my favorite time at night. Sometimes, you can understand the meaning of true art from nature. Beauty is not only in the eyes of the beholder but also in the hands of the creator.
Meeting all the relatives is the most terrifying thing for me. They just stare at you for sometime and then pretend to know you better than yourselves and then they tell you that they saw you as a kid and then they ask me to recognize them... Give them a small smile and escape!!. The second question came soon after the first one that what do I do? Immediately I said I'm doing journalism then I then realized that for them any girl being anything other than a nurse was equivalent to doing nothing. They replied, Oh!! It's a very difficult job! Why didn't you send her for nursing( they asked my parents)? I thought nothing has changed in the past five years neither the place and nor the people...!!
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