A whole year of confining myself into my tiny cubicle, like hibernating until the arrival of dawn that glistens the whole sky. Far away from hustle, far away from the tantrums, far away from the reminder: only to be high above the clouds setting the journey of thousand miles.
They say never stop dreaming. I had this manifestation of stepping into a new country and it feels surreal to bring into reality leaving all the anxieties behind only for peace and well-being.
But this quest of travelling solo still remains a quest; a test of patience, a challenge of inner battle and management of many resources. Would I be able to confront each one of them? Maybe.
Countless of destination, hours of brainstorming, calculation of multiple budget heads and management of an itinerary. Overwhelming but a self-satisfying at the end.
I couldn’t count the number of days whatsoever, because the charges were paid, and a visa was in my pocket.
The other day I saw my gram feed flooded by ‘When life gives you tangerines’. As soon as my holidays started I couldn’t help but watch this series too. I didn’t weep or cry but was definitely left with many unanswerable questions. This was just a click away to only reflect and retrospect our relationships whoever could be. Series as a whole must have set a standard for all men and women in their life and their obligations to be fulfilled. I stepped out of my home with only guilt.
A month of living far away from home to only plan solo holiday without loved ones. Cruel enough and a compassionate son in a disguise, I lived by this only feeling for a long time. Until my flight took off, I was constantly lurking, fidgeting around thinking my parents deserve a vacation. I should be carrying them somewhere outside Pokhara too. On New Year’s day at a small family gathering, my eyes took sight of my ageing parents in a long long time. The folds of the skin had pronounced more than ever, frail body heavily shaken, gray hair had already taken toll. I couldn’t count days and years how fast they have flown.
Nevertheless, I ended up my holidays with a week long trip to Thailand with wonderful lifetime memories, but how would I compensate them to my parents who gave me LIFE?
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