📣 ✨ UNFORGETTABLE TRIP ✨ 📣 WEEK

Returning home after 10 long years is like journey every day

Returning home after 10 long years is one unforgettable experiences of my life.It seemed like every day was a new journey.I felt like a stranger a familiar place and even smallest things seemed new.

When I got down at the airport, the smell of the motherland mixed with my breath. After a long time my mind was filled with the touch my own language my soil. The familiar faces seemed to stand still, but the reality was different. Everyone has changed even I have changed.

Childhood memories old places with new eyes Walking through old neighborhood every turn every house took me back to my childhood.The field where I played as a child is now full of houses.The open air not there but the memories are still alive.It felt like I was walking through time where memorie awaited at every step.

The joy meeting friends is indescribable. Sitting together talking about old day reminiscing about school chatting everything seemed like a picture from the golden past. But everyone is busy with their own lives their own responsibilities. Yet the warmth of that bond is still as strong as ever.

Looking for lost moments to spend time with family
Most touching was the time spent with family. Parents had tears in their eyes, tears of joy. After being apart for so many years, their love and affection seemed to grow. Mother's cooking every morning, tea with father, play with siblings—everything seemed new, yet so familiar!

Every day was like a journey. There was nowhere to go, but I was discovering something new every day—my family, their feelings, their love. It seemed that the emptiness that I had been carrying for so long was filled.

New discoveries in the midst of unknown acquaintances in a changed country
The country has changed, the people have changed, even the face of the city has changed. Where once there were dusty and unpaved roads, there are now paved roads, big shopping malls. New restaurants in place of old shops, new brand showrooms. Sometimes I thought, am I really in that familiar place, or somewhere else?

Yet in the midst of it all, some things remain the same. The tea shop at the head of the lane, the rickshaw puller's hawk, the afternoon mosque call to prayer—all these are part of my childhood that will never change. Every day it was time to find the old one amidst these changes.

Every day new experiences small happy moments
Every day I was seeing something new, learning something new. Sometimes I was lost in the hustle and bustle of the local fair, sometimes I was sitting on the Ganges ghat and watching the sunset. Standing at a pitha shop and relishing jhal-sweets, or the fun of slurping sour-and-sour cakes on the roadside everything was like a new journey for me.

The sincerity people their simple words, the simple smiles everything seemed like a fragment lost golden day. At the end each day I felt like I saw something new and felt something new.

The pain of farewell is a never-ending journey
When the day came to return, it seemed, this trip will really end? Or will remain in the heart forever? Mother's tears during farewell, father's strong hand pressure, siblings' longing goodbye - everything was breaking me inside. But I know, I will return again, I will start this journey again.

Back home after 10 long years, every day was like a journey for me. The joy of discovering old things with new eyes, trying to find the familiar in change, and rediscovering oneself in the warmth of love—all were part of this journey.

Even after leaving the country, it seems that my journey is not over yet, rather it will continue forever in the pages of memory.