As the curtain falls

It’s a little embarrassing to write after such a long break only to report that sorry folks, I’m heading home.

But I am. In a little over a week.

[Mini-factoid: I hate to pack unless it involves a backpack and an itinerary scribbled on the back of a napkin.]

A thousand clichés flash through my mind. None of them quite fits. To sum up all that I have thought, seen, heard, tasted, breathed, felt from the moment I got off the plane at Paro exactly one year ago.*

I don’t know how to say goodbye to this little corner of the world in the mountains. Where I have fed a good dozen or more plump fleas. Where I had the miraculous fortune to meet so many good people, reminding me that it is as important to be good at something, as it is to be good. To be a good person. Where I once ate 3 plates of rice for lunch because the cold made me really really hungry. Where I learnt how divine it is to bask in the sun on a winter’s afternoon. Where I once laid awake at night wondering what in the world I got myself into, and then now wonder, how I am going to get everything packed and get on that plane next Sunday.

But if I had to say my goodbyes, I like the way the French say it. Au revoir.

Till we meet again.

* It was when I started this post, but I write slow. So it’s now 1 year and 1 day.

2 thoughts on “As the curtain falls”

  1. Hey boss…u will be leaving day after tom…i cant believe ur stay is finally over…but i know we will meet again..someday somewhere (which exclude KL :))
    its been a wonderful experience being with you, you have taught me a lot..not only about computers…but ur own version of life..and i am glad and honoured to have met u and to have had the opportunity to become ur friend. ur a great person and u will always remain an idol for me. i will miss this good days….u really made a very big difference in my life. I can never thank you enough for all the things you have done.Thank you.

    Happy journy back home.

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