Posted by: shakshi May 1, 2007
Letting Go..... (A Story to reflect)
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I think I am really enjoying letting this story flow by itself..... Just adding another part to it now! Just for a bit of background on the story I am writing....Well it is based on emotions in my life but the events and the people involved are fiction... Please do keep the feedback coming.... Thanks a million! :) :) (PART III) I flew past the mountains. Apart from the numerous pictures hanging on our living rooms walls and the stories told by my parents, I had no idea what to expect. It was at such a young age I left Nepal that any recollection of this mystic place was wiped out from my memory. ‘On your right we have Mount Everest or known to the Nepalese as Sagarmatha,’ announced the pilot as he manoeuvred his way through the white icing tipped chocolate landscape. Those breathtaking mountains towered over both sides of me which made the plane become smaller and smaller compared to these massive landmarks. I felt vulnerable as I watched in awe at the scenes unfolding in front of my eyes. If my mind was a camera, at that moment I was frantically taking pictures. After the flight through the mountains, we travelled over green plains and made our way to the destination. I arrived at Tribhuvan International Airport on the Royal Nepal Airlines flight at 4pm NST (Nepali standard time). We were 6 hours behind schedule and just as the plane landed on the tiny strip of land, the sun faded into an orange colour filling the late afternoon sky with a soft glow. It had been a long and tiresome journey. This was the first time I had left my family. I think the only time I ever was away from home was a night at a friend’s birthday party. As I thought of the tearful and heart wrenching scene with my family and friends at my departure, I still had no idea why I wanted to come to this unknown place. ‘Well at least she is getting into drugs, following the wrong crowd or dropping out of school’ was the advice my aunt gave my parents when they told her about my drastic decision to come to Nepal. Maybe that was it. It was probably just a phase that we all tend to go through in our lives to self discover ourselves. Whatever the case, the decision had been made and there was no turning back.
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