Monday, December 18, 2006

Until We Meet Again.


My last day in India was the perfect synopsis of my time here – yoga to the dawn over Mumbai, a visit to the Nilanda Institute who educate Indian students with learning disabilities, an almost equal amount of time spent battling traffic to try and buy a few last minute gifts, and a walk around India at the park nearby.

The park is India – thousands of Muslims, Hindis, Parsis, Christians, all walking and playing and chatting in perfect harmony. I circle the 2 km walking path with the Indians and my emotions swirl and swim along with me…laughing with the boys trying to play a cricket match over crowded benches, envy for the two close friends walking together and missing mine, reverent to the frail woman walking with her care-taker, amazed at the number of joggers who are wearing saris, nostalgic for the proud Indian father who walks by with a “Michigan Dad” t-shirt, hopeful for the children who swarm me when I give away the last of my pencils, tearful for the small girl carrying a baby more than ½ her own size, anger at the boy who pushes the weaker brother, but mostly love for this country and everything it has shared with me.

On to Vietnam…

1 comment:

Karin said...

merry christmas jes! i've been thinking of you but haven't been able to keep up with your blog. will try and catch up this week.