Never in my life have I missed home that much or I must have failed to realize this. I wasn‘t even that excited to return home and would not have if not for my research. After almost missing my flight and 13hours of layover, I was greeted with the landing flute and the scenic valley of Paro. Although I did not get the window seat to enjoy the perfect view I found myself stretching my neck like a giraffe to get a glimpse of it.
Tears filled up my eyes and warmth filled my heart and it was only at that moment that I realized that I have missed home so much and home is supposed to feel this warm. I haven‘t even been away for that long and yet I have missed home so much without saying it loud and realizing it. I think one would require a divine strength to stay away from home that long.
As convenient and comfortable as life outside Bhutan is, nothing compares to the feeling of being in Bhutan. People say home is not a place but I wonder if I will ever feel homely in the places outside Bhutan. I even imagined if it would be different if I had my family with me and would the home change for me? A series of questions passed through my mind before I could finally land and be engulfed in warm embrance from my loved ones.
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| Hiked to Taktsang the very next day. Crazy? |