When I packed up for Mussoorie on 3rd December 2021, I also carried a big bag of emotions with me. The elation to join LBSNAA, something which hitherto appeared as a pipe dream was justifiable. The soaring confidence ascended further by burning those zillion self-doubts. And a sprinkle of hubris also flashed because of the glory attached in the eyes of society. As I pack up again 37 weeks later, to bid goodbye to this ‘Queen of hills’, the bag of emotions has only grown in size. A wry smile with moist eyes bids farewell to one of the best experiences ever. Fear and anxiety conceal behind that smile as the uncertainty of life beckons. The feeling of vulnerability also creeps in as many apprehensions germinate. But like all the goodbyes, in these two also I carry a small wallet with me. And I carry it to all the places and all the time. I consciously place my hope and faith inside it. The former helps me to keep moving forward whether in the times of delirium or sorrow. The latter aides in bringing peace inside when the situation tries to overwhelm me. So I rise again. Holding my head high as I take a deep breath and set onto another journey which awaits me.
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