Ready? Steady? Go!!!
India.
20th of January 2010.
11.45.
Mumbai.
Chhatrapati Shivaji International Airport.
This is the day. My day. Indian day. Hours and minutes of freedom, surpassing my lovely heart that suddenly decided living on its own. And succeeded. Fortunatelly enough, it really did. Some say, and I must agree, it actually started beating when it landed in land of banannas, ocean, big streets with huge potential.
No wonder things changed after recognizing why something lead me through all the obstacles I had to pass. And mentioning flights and rushing from one flight to the other, looking for the right corridor to pass and running to the gates after seing I've been walking slowly to the wrong ones is just small talk... Not unimportant, because it is, but it's just a beginning. Which normally starts big time with me. And it did. Somehow.
I left every thing behind, with exceptions of my material identitty in a passport shape and some clothes. And if I had to, I would probably get a totally new one in India. It's not true you can go back, 'cos it's always a matter of stepping forward. It's a question of getting up again after falling.
How my life got on its own tracks after coming to Slovenia... it's another matter. In those months... I somehow... lived. Now I truly do. And there's a perfectly perfect reason for it.
Loved it, adore it and always will.
