I remember clearly the night I was told I could come to India. It seemed so remote, a possibility so surprising that it carved a hole deep into my consciousness and my heart. My brother's face went red with surprise, it wasn't what we thought it would be. My mother cried on the phone. She had seen the door before. Should I go?
Then Ana Liz. "Ah".
I though she was pissed at first I remember. We didn't talk for a couple of weeks.
Then my friends. And finally making the choice that Friday afternoon sitting on those beds with my father. "It's really hot there, the food is spicy, and we don't know if you could come back for Christmas". "Are you sure?". Yes I was.
...That plane, NEW--BOM. Its size pushed me to the limit and ask myself whether I was sure of what I was doing. I wasn't. And I was already there. Ticket bought, bags packed, everything written and sent.
***
I never manage to finish realizing all the consequences of this choice. Now I have things with stories that my family doesn't know.
And now it's only 10 days left. Not even weeks. Days. :) :( :S :@
Weeks in which things and hours just seem blurry, and something is sitirring inside.
Then Ana Liz. "Ah".
I though she was pissed at first I remember. We didn't talk for a couple of weeks.
Then my friends. And finally making the choice that Friday afternoon sitting on those beds with my father. "It's really hot there, the food is spicy, and we don't know if you could come back for Christmas". "Are you sure?". Yes I was.
...That plane, NEW--BOM. Its size pushed me to the limit and ask myself whether I was sure of what I was doing. I wasn't. And I was already there. Ticket bought, bags packed, everything written and sent.
***
I never manage to finish realizing all the consequences of this choice. Now I have things with stories that my family doesn't know.
And now it's only 10 days left. Not even weeks. Days. :) :( :S :@
Weeks in which things and hours just seem blurry, and something is sitirring inside.
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