And it is so simple … You will instantly find how to live.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
March 14, 2024.
My mum and dad flies for JFK, USA. A total of approx. 26 hours flight including 5 hours of layover in Doha, Qatar.
This is their first-ever experience taking on an airplane. This is their first time ever experiencing anti-gravity thrust force.
Finally, I’ll get to see them in-person after almost 2.5 years since I’ve been here.
And that is why, I am flying to Connecticut tomorrow at 2200 PDT.
Today, I also saw my twin brother cry in-front of me. It’s been a while since I saw him cry the last time. He missed being home with our parents and our beloved pet. I requested him to make something out of the vacuum; out of this fresh cut, the warm despair because I know — our body adapts to the situations it is presented with overtime. We often fail to feel how it felt when we were in profound pain the last time. Again, memory is a weird element.
I also saw my aunt (Rita) cry. She was saying that she’ll miss mom terribly; She considers my mum her immediate guardian, her fun friend, her refuge, her respite.
I reassured her that I’m with her. We all are with her and things are unpacking for the better.
It’s a long arduous, back breaking flight.
I hope mum & dad reaches home safe.
Namaste.
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